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The Rock Covered Up His Brahma Bull Tattoo the Same Weekend I Watched Him in the Film San Andreas
Nonfiction by Brian Oliu And I cannot blame him for it—to acknowledge our past is to recognize that we were someone else once; we are creatures that lose pounds of skin throughout our lives, so who is to say how it is we regenerate.
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Three Fields of Play
Poetry by Claire Eder How motion / had to cut into a surface, laced to danger, / and that was called elegance.
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Free to Roam
Poetry by Carol Deering Two black bears/jaunty & buoyant, burst from the pines/sow first/bounding euphoric across the road/a hundred yards from me.
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Check Yes Or No
Nonfiction by Cindy Skaggs They talk me into Twizzlers from the vending machine before we head back to the silver minivan that rides low under the weight it carries: boxes, crates, computer, blankets and pillows, toys, and a hamper, all crammed into the backseat in under an hour.
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Staged Versions
Fiction by Reena Shah He hadn’t drawn anything in years, and his professors insinuated early on that his talent was limited by his preoccupation with realism, a lack of artistic vision.
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Adirondack Express
Fiction by Zachary F. Gerberick By the time the three had reached the cabin, Hunter could feel the first waves of opiate withdrawal—a subtle restlessness unraveling inside his chest, spreading like a parasite.
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Gay Prom
Nonfiction by Laurel Dixon +++What’s strange is how familiar it seems. Lukewarm appetizers huddle on a table someone has tried to make festive with a red tablecloth.
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“Her” is Herself
Two poems by Jennifer L. Knox I found the truth creeping through / a tower of flowered hat boxes after she’d / passed out.