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limestone-admin - July 1, 2018

Maroon Bells

Nonfiction by Josh Potter

Summer, 1976:

+++My parents late twenties, newly dating, visit the Maroon Bells wilderness outside of Aspen. These two people, John and Suzie, are in love, will inevitably conceive my brother and I, and will return to this place again and again though neither of them know it yet.

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limestone-admin - June 1, 2018

Seen & Overheard: A Year on the Bus in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside

Nonfiction by Leanna McLennan

12 September
A man in a torn grey jacket staggers onto the bus.
+++“It’s the postmodern god. It’s the postmodern god,” he says to the bus driver.

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limestone-admin - May 1, 2018

Teenage Apostate

Nonfiction by Mike Jeffrey

People sang loud at Keswick, so I sang loud, and I didn’t fall asleep during the sermons as I often did back home. I read along when scripture was quoted instead of flipping to the verses about boobs in Song of Songs.

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.

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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limestone-admin - March 1, 2018

Gay Prom

Nonfiction by Laurel Dixon

New Limestone Review

Category: Nonfiction

Maroon Bells

Summer, 1976:

+++My parents late twenties, newly dating, visit the Maroon Bells wilderness outside of Aspen. These two people, John and Suzie, are in love, will inevitably conceive my brother and I, and will return to this place again and again though neither of them know it yet.

Read more

Seen & Overheard: A Year on the Bus in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside

12 September
A man in a torn grey jacket staggers onto the bus.
+++“It’s the postmodern god. It’s the postmodern god,” he says to the bus driver.

Read more

Teenage Apostate

People sang loud at Keswick, so I sang loud, and I didn’t fall asleep during the sermons as I often did back home. I read along when scripture was quoted instead of flipping to the verses about boobs in Song of Songs.

The Rock Covered Up His Brahma Bull Tattoo the Same Weekend I Watched Him in the Film San Andreas

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.

Check Yes Or No

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.

Read more

Gay Prom

+++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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Maroon Bells

Summer, 1976:

+++My parents late twenties, newly dating, visit the Maroon Bells wilderness outside of Aspen. These two people, John and Suzie, are in love, will inevitably conceive my brother and I, and will return to this place again and again though neither of them know it yet. Read more

Seen & Overheard: A Year on the Bus in Vancouver’s Downtown Eastside

12 September A man in a torn grey jacket staggers onto the bus. +++“It’s the postmodern god. It’s the postmodern god,” he says to the bus driver. Read more

Teenage Apostate

People sang loud at Keswick, so I sang loud, and I didn’t fall asleep during the sermons as I often did back home. I read along when scripture was quoted instead of flipping to the verses about boobs in Song of Songs.

The Rock Covered Up His Brahma Bull Tattoo the Same Weekend I Watched Him in the Film San Andreas

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.

Check Yes Or No

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. Read more

Gay Prom

+++What’s strange is how familiar it seems. Lukewarm appetizers huddle on a table someone has tried to make festive with a red tablecloth. Read more

+++My parents late twenties, newly dating, visit the Maroon Bells wilderness outside of Aspen. These two people, John and Suzie, are in love, will inevitably conceive my brother and I, and will return to this place again and again though neither of them know it yet.

Read more

12 September
A man in a torn grey jacket staggers onto the bus.
+++“It’s the postmodern god. It’s the postmodern god,” he says to the bus driver.

Read more

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.

Read more

+++What’s strange is how familiar it seems. Lukewarm appetizers huddle on a table someone has tried to make festive with a red tablecloth.

Read more