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May 16, 2019 |

Dispatches from the Treehouse: Tuesday, April 1

Joseph Horton

We’re in line for beer and a guy in a Yankees hat turns to Tim, looks him up and down in his BoSoxery, and asks if he can buy his beers for half-price on our badge.
“Only if you say the Yankees suck,” Tim says.

Dispatches from the Treehouse: Tuesday, April 1 photo
Making Contact photo

May 16, 2019 | Nonfiction

Making Contact

Lori Horvitz

What I do know: Janet Wellington made eye contact with me in the YMCA pool. I also never had a chance to look my mother in the eye and say goodbye. 

Three poems photo

May 15, 2019 | Poetry

Three poems

Parker Tettleton

Carrot Flowers

We are toward somewhere in the first sentence. There is June & us or us or June because that’s what’s left of it. I walk like a walk with a walk on the table. The walk is finding

Fifteen Things I’ve Noticed While Trying to Walk 10,000 Steps Per Day: Muncie, Indiana Edition photo

May 14, 2019 | Nonfiction

Fifteen Things I’ve Noticed While Trying to Walk 10,000 Steps Per Day: Muncie, Indiana Edition

Silas Hansen

On a cold and rainy Sunday afternoon when I didn’t want to walk outside: a box proclaiming to be synthetic urine for sale in Nirvana, next to Louie’s Tux Shop and across from C.J. Banks in the Muncie Mall, behind the counter where they sell glass pipes blown to resemble tiny carrots and octopi, next to a rack of Rasta wigs.