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January 26, 2018 | Fiction

Love Letter

Kristin Bonilla

I don’t know about heaven, but I hope I find it in these seagrass hills. When I die, I will float here and haunt the abandoned dairy. 

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January 25, 2018 | Fiction

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.

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January 24, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Christine Stroud

The Gemini

It would be a lie to say I always went to bed with one brother
and woke up with another—that at night he placed<a class="more" href="/web_features/three-poems--76">... more</a>

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January 22, 2018 | Poetry

Three Poems

Nathan Wade Carter

I sip red wine and weed / and deface anything that looks like me