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June 12, 2020 | Fiction

Three Women I Almost Loved

Rebecca Fishow

She said: in my home, I want to feel at home. I want to feel as though I am swaddled in blanket, as though the walls pump food right to my gut. I water the plants, all seven or eight, some dying. I feed the cat

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June 11, 2020 | Nonfiction

Drop Out

Hannah Carpino

You don’t see her for several years after that, minus a brief and sweet span of days that following summer, in your usual place. You play Bob Dylan’s Mama, You Been on My Mind squeezed on a piano bench with her.

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June 11, 2020 | Poetry

Two Poems

Aiden Heung

The First January Sun I Want to Share with You

At least a handful of sunshine,
the best ataractic; I
steady myself in the russet
downpour, attempting to trace
down this new feeling,
like a

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June 10, 2020 | Fiction

Composite Characters

Erika Veurink

The first time I met Courtney, she told me she loved my ballet flats. We were wearing the same $14.99 shoes. She hated her curly hair and middle name and Democrats.