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June 13, 2018 | Nonfiction

Breaking Up With Pathology

Sara Greenslit

At first, it seemed like a poet’s dream day job. A job of watching, then describing.

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June 13, 2018 | Fiction

Zebras and Pandas

Xenia Taiga

The cartels were losing the battle. Everywhere they dug they met a new obstacle. There was freshly poured concrete down their northwest tunnel. They discovered recently installed top of the line micro security cameras. They came face to face with growling German shepherds. 

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June 12, 2018 | Poetry

Five Poems

Chris Hayes

I’ve mooned away my marriage, / grounded it, ripped the fuselage / in two, or is the better metaphor
to say I heard the countdown go / from ten to zero and didn’t even / try to stop my wife from breaking / the gravity of disaster planet me?

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June 11, 2018 | Fiction

Gray Cat, Purple Rug

Fawzy Zablah

On that rainy morning of that last day, I delivered some homemade ajiaco, Colombian chicken soup, to my mother, and my ex-girlfriend who was expecting a child that might be her husband’s or mine.