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November 26, 2019 | Fiction

Extract from 'Dead Parents'

Gabriel Smith

When the estate agent arrived I was asleep. I thought about not letting them in. They knocked on the door three times. But I knew that my brother would be pissed if I did not let them in. So I went downstairs and opened the door.

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November 25, 2019 | Poetry

two poems

Jenny Mary Brown

Silos and Lip Gloss

We lie on the floor of your living room.
You push up to your elbow and stretch... more

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November 25, 2019 | Nonfiction


Paul Haney

The last time I saw George, we were hanging out at the brewery where he worked as bar manager. He and I were perched on stools, like old times, sipping suds and watching the Orlando Magic battle our interstate rivals, the Miami Heat. The stale stench of hops and malts cut in from the beer vats in the back while I told him about Boston: the New England beer scene, the fervent sports fans, the colleges where I taught writing. He shared that things had been going well for him, considering.

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November 22, 2019 | Fiction

First Communion

Lauren Sarazen

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