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Cliché, David Latella
A Rose For Grandma M., Theresa Charlebois
Two Children, Meghan Prichard
This Is Forsaken, Erin Hurd
This Is Forsaken, Erin Hurd
The Angle
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"Sophia: She is beautiful; dark hair draping around her delicate shoulders. Used to be a dancer, before college. She is tall, thin with sad, brown eyes. Twenty. Just turned in July. Sophia is surrounded by a crowd at the lunch table. She stabs a forkful and eats in silence, listening to the senseless chatter. Everyone talks around her, in front of her, behind her. Never to her. She sips her water. Every day a glass of water. She pulls out her phone, no missed calls. She returns to her …
The Vultures And Elephants Remind Me Of You, Elias Van Son
The Vultures And Elephants Remind Me Of You, Elias Van Son
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The Gray Vicinity, Michael Reilly
Hunger, Katelyn Kanavy
Phoenix, Jamie Lasda
Unspoken Word, Dominique Gray
Unspoken Word, Dominique Gray
The Angle
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" 'I cant's take this anymore. My job is a joke and the rent is due,' a fed up husband complains. 'It's going to be okay,' responds the wife, trying to soothe her exhausted husband. 'It always has.' "
Leaving, Tom Tharp
Leaving, Tom Tharp
The Angle
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"Her mascara was running. She was sure of it.. She could feel the tears and knew they were heavier than normal. The tickled a little more than usual as they made their rolling way toward her chin. One poised itself and dived into her lukewarm egg drop soup. It executed a perfect swan dive, barely making a splash. She could see the mascara spreading in tendrils like a half-forgotten nightmare. She imagined the droplet spreading like a storm cloud, the egg looking like lightning; her small sob, like thunder. …
Antagonist Or Protagonist, Jonathan Howard
Still And Silent, Unafraid, Elias Van Son
He Whispered To Himself, Mareesa Forbes
He Whispered To Himself, Mareesa Forbes
The Angle
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"The day that Julian died was the busiest day of his life. To him, looking back, he found it oddly fitting that he'd woken up so early in the morning. The blaring scarlet digits next to his head read 5:32, a mere two hours after he had managed to find the massive bed so he could pass out atop it. He was silent as consciousness overtook him; and through the darkness, his eyes adjusted until he could count the cracks in the ceiling from where the guitars had been …
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