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Goodbye Blue by Ellie Parker

Goodbye Blue by Ellie Parker

logical, literal and solved by no one because the wind has no gender and i am more than one but less than infinity feeling against my body our reality i say it’s not nothing like no birds in the sky just goodbye blue took two…

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Coffee For Two by Austin Bralynski

Coffee For Two by Austin Bralynski

One for me and one for my anxiety Thing is though that I don’t like coffee, but I’m forced to drink it He’s company that I don’t want over, but continues to talk I can’t find an end to our conversation, and I’m handcuffed to…

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Revolver by Alejandro Hervella

Revolver by Alejandro Hervella

Emma quietly rattled the key in the lock as she trembled in the rain. Before she could enter she caught a quick glimpse of the soaked newspaper under her feet: Allied Forces Advance to Berlin “Finally . . . ” she quivered, in good faith….

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The Return by Maria Tinoco

The Return by Maria Tinoco

She was slowly moving with the rhythm of the wind. She was dancing to the harmony of the singing birds and waterfalls. She was wearing a lovely dress made out of the clouds from the sky above, so bright and so pure. Her face reflected…

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Habits by Lily Holcombe   

Habits by Lily Holcombe  

Her name was as interesting as her appearance. Paprika. Her hair showed evidence of a buzz cut being grown out. She had recently been told to “get rid of old habits” by a therapist that was recommended to her by a friend. Underneath her bright,…

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Dear Sweetheart by Hae Won Kang

Dear Sweetheart by Hae Won Kang

Hey Kathy, it has been long since we had a talk like this. When was it? I don’t even remember now. Yes, I am happy to see you, too. I’m pretty sure you won’t understand what I say but I think this will be the…

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Together by Abril Carpio

Together by Abril Carpio

Gray paint was slowly peeling off the wall. I could hear the sound of desperate footsteps outside, on the too- trampled-on-floor. The high-pitched beeps were going off all around the room.  The smell of expired-looking food and chemical tornados were mating in the air.  They…

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Joan Didion’s Union Of Opposites by Calla Mcinnes

Joan Didion’s Union Of Opposites by Calla Mcinnes

Joan Didion’s The White Album, published in 1979, is a beautiful and powerful piece of writing. It functions on myriad levels: at once a logical argument, philosophical exploration, diary and historical report. The first line of The White Album is also the most important: “We…

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Ahorita, Ahorita by Domenica Garcia

Ahorita, Ahorita by Domenica Garcia

I find myself 40,000 feet aboveground flying back to New York City, as I finally gather my scattered thoughts. I attempted to sit down and write but a voice within me kept repeating “ahorita, ahorita” (which translates to “now, now”). The curious thing about this…

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Conversations By Sophie Alberdingk Thijm

Conversations By Sophie Alberdingk Thijm

2012 “If that’s what you think is best, you should do it!” Please don’t go. “I mean there’s no point staying here if you’re unhappy.” I can’t believe you’re leaving me. “Besides, Tim’s graduating next year, and I’ll be in uni before you know it.”…

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