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December 19, 2019 | Nonfiction

Flash Paper

Ashley Anderson

The more I read, the more about voices made sense.  Women’s voices.  The ways in which mine always seemed to stand out, too loud, against the quiet whispers of those around me.

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December 18, 2019 | Poetry

Ceres in the Uncreation

Anne Barngrover

I tried to write a warning
                            in chaste trees and pumpkin vines:
the worst men of our lives will... more

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December 18, 2019 | Fiction

New Decay

Cassidy McFadzean

He tells me I have a lot of fear. He tells me I have a lot of hurt. He says someone really did a number on me, that I’m a really hurt person. 

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December 17, 2019 | Nonfiction


D. Nolan Jefferson

You preheat your oven to 425°F before measuring out two and one third cups of self-rising flour into a glass Pyrex bowl. White Lily is the best though it can be hard to find outside of the south and is worth tracking down. It’s milled from a soft winter wheat, and with it your biscuits puff up into soft, light pillows that literally melt in your mouth.