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December 9, 2015 | Fiction

2 Fictions

Hanna Mangold

six years later and I only know how to be needed

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December 8, 2015 | Poetry

2 Poems

Nkosi Nkululeko

Call me sensitive but if you dealt with a toothache
that made a destroyed country out of the left side
of your face, wouldn’t you cry your ass off

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December 7, 2015 | Fiction

Downriver

Cal Freeman

“The organism is made to self-regenerate,” she said as we walked to my 1980 Buick in the gravel lot.  “In this way it is unlike worn-out horses and old-ass cars.”

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December 4, 2015 | Fiction

Metamorphosis

Jennifer Stern

I am thinking about the lungfish’s two worlds—the wet one and the dry one—and about metamorphosis.  And I am thinking about strokes—about whether it’s the moment that the arm becomes weak that a person’s life goes into pause.  Or the moment that the blind spot sets in.