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August 6, 2018 | Fiction

Stephanie Loves Stephanie

Marta Balcewicz

“YOU IDIOT!” I scream, but only in my head. For 25 years now I haven’t been able to speak my mind, especially not to a stranger. Enrolling in Glenda’s Eagle Training course is supposed to help, but for now I’m still a grounded hatchling teetering my way through week three of the seven-week program.

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August 6, 2018 | Poetry

Heavy Metal Love Song

Lia Mastropolo

Heavy Metal Love Song

Street drafts off the two-tone carpet in my underworld            

Air so much... more

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August 3, 2018 | Poetry

3 Poems

Jakob Maier

No Vision

Two teenagers set my state on fire
with a bottle rocket. We flee
between coasts like... more

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August 2, 2018 | Fiction

You Are Not Alone

Catherine Uroff

“And there’s got to be some guidelines for this.”
“That’s not a bad idea,” Lionel said. “So what are they? You just let me know and I’ll follow them. By God, I will.”
I didn’t have much for him. I sputtered some nonsense about my side of the refrigerator and if he saw Doritos in the pantry, especially the Cool Ranch kind in the blue bag, he should just assume that they were mine. But that was pretty much it.