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September 6, 2019 | Youth Group Essays, Nonfiction

The Pastor and Marguerite

Melissa Mesku

My heart is open. I can feel it. It’s never open. This can’t be a coincidence. This—

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September 6, 2019 | Poetry

Two Poems

Kevin Latimer

this poem starts on a tuesday in Kansas

a twister settles in. there is a twister dancing 
in the... more

Magic Booth photo

September 5, 2019 | Nonfiction

Magic Booth

Chris J. Bahnsen

My father’s disjointed rage has shocked him—I’ve seen that look before. He no longer draws from his beer even as Dad tilts his own way up.

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September 5, 2019 | Fiction

Kyle

Kyle Francis Williams

Doris said she would pray for me because I was a kind person and her murdered great-nephew had also been named Kyle.