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For The People In The Back
James Figy
Due to a clerical error, 265 students registered for my English 101 course.
Mouth Open Wide
Denise Tolan
First, he ARRIVED – like the swans at Capistrano, or aliens in the desert, or, more likely, a flaming dessert.
“Who is that?” my friend Noelle said, poking me in the ribs; her inflection, a
An Open Letter to the Guy Who Asked Me for Directions
Stephanie Grossman
You don't know it yet, but I gave you bad directions, and now I can't find you. For this, I am truly, truly sorry.
Dear Liza, In What Shall We Carry The Stone?
Tyler Barton
We’re all going to be late, for everything, and the people we keep waiting will add this to their mental list of evidence that we are not careful or observant or accountable.
Devils Tower
Elizabeth Ellen
When I stay over at Amelia’s there is a poster of Devils Tower over her bed and we trace the volcanic neck with our fingertips instead of sleeping. I give Amelia a Xanax and floss between each of her teeth.
This is abstract and so entirely without utility, but I’ll note it anyway
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texas was underwater, florida had been evacuated, and the eagle creek blaze—started by fireworks in September of the hottest Summer on record—filled the skies for hundreds of miles with the forest’s ashes.
SWEET BEGONIAS
Anne K. Yoder
A sister in place of a father wasn’t an exchange. I’d had twelve years with a father and none with a sister, and I’d preferred it that way.
Foe in the Kitchen
Gina Zucker
I protested with my body, such as it was. I felt the need to explain. “I’m staging a protest.” I fluttered hard. The foe smelled of gas.
The Suitcase
Helen Hofling
It’s enough just to know that they’re out there. .
The Demise of Fragaria Ananassa
Danielle Lea Buchanan
Tongue hasn’t left its .276 square foot efficiency studio apartment in three weeks. To discourage visitors due to lack of space, this space was rented. Tongue is going through a break-up. This
Sun, Miles Away
Stephen Thomas
The sun is a dwarf star 93 million miles away. The Michael Lee-Chin Crystal, a spiky glass appendage that sprouts out of the Royal Ontario Museum’s original brick in downtown Toronto, was unveiled on August 5, 2007.
The Virgin Mary
Adesuwa Agbonile
It doesn’t make the sound that you think it would make. I mean, I figured it would be loud, or top-heavy. But it sounded like almost nothing, like water dripping from a shower faucet three rooms
Sam and Chester
Howard Parsons
They sat on the grassy bank, clothes clinging to their wet bodies, watching the river flow. A few raindrops splashed on the surface, tiny dimples rushed away downstream. Neither of them bothered to point out that it was going to rain.
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Pregaming Grief
Danielle Chelosky
Is this new relationship self-sabotage in disguise, or is it the cure?
Backwardness
Garielle Lutz
Garielle's longest, most peculiar, most particularized book. A sure-to-be collector's item. Not be be missed!