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Preservatives, Sarah Beales
Conversation Peace, Mark Bowers
Family Portrait, Kim Gurdziel
Family Portrait, Kim Gurdziel
The Angle
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"There she stands, alone in the world, a sad little gray haired woman with no past. No memories to guide her through a sea of unfamiliar faces. There is a ravenous beast loose inside her body, it grows stronger every day, feeding on the memories of the people she loves and cherishes. As the beast grows stronger, she grows weaker until one day, she will no longer exist."
Stepping Out On Lake Ontario In Mid November, Bryan Mahoney
Stepping Out On Lake Ontario In Mid November, Bryan Mahoney
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Percolating, Sarah Beales
A Two Mile Drive, Stacy Wittmeyer
Vacation, Bryan Mahoney
Vacation, Bryan Mahoney
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"I guess I can't remember the time when the sands of the earth and the sands of the sky met, toppling over one another. Landwaves undulated before me, rolling out humps for me to bounce on, speckled in green and yellow, and green again. I heard the music of the hills laud my name awaiting my triumphant return. I heard bumblebees like windmills, never wanting any less than to come to my hand and lead me off. Most of all, the sky weighed me down. It weighed on me …
The Dancer, Melissa M. Slocum
Morphine Dreams, Katy M. D'Arduini
Six Realizations, Sarah Crimmins
Six Realizations, Sarah Crimmins
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"Silence. The black cloud of deadly smoke reached further and further into the sky in Worcester, MA, as I sat feeling helpless on my bed in Rochester, NY. I heard, "Six men missing...extreme temperatures...little hope..."
For My Father, Leslie Karla
The Rose Bowl Queen, Joe D'Angelo
The Rose Bowl Queen, Joe D'Angelo
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"We as human beings have all experienced this sensation at one point or another in our lives. You know the one that speeds up your heart rate, ties your stomach in knots, and reduces your vocal ability to that of an epileptic during a seizure. What else but love could possibly have such an effect on you, other than chemical stimulants? It's more sudden than a heart attack for some, and as gradual as a snail for others, but in the end, the results are all alike. Sweaty palms, …
Family Ties, Linda Demaso
Family Ties, Linda Demaso
The Angle
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"My sister, Jesse, filled my wineglass again, spilling some on the table. Then she filled her own. It was almost two in the morning, and the flea bites on my leg itched."
11:33pm, Katy M. D'Arduini
The Visit, Katie Mcnamara
He Left The Same As He Entered, Shawn Carter
He Left The Same As He Entered, Shawn Carter
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"Greg walked into the office as he did everyday, setting his lunch down on the shiny metal table that sat adjacent to the door. Calling this place an office was an obvious stretch, but it was better than referring to it as the "Dead Drop-off," as the other coroner Bruce always refers to it. Every time the cops stopped by, they would remark about how absurd it was to call it the Coroner's office. They always mused at Bruce's not-so-subtle nickname."
Inferno, Jennifer Enright
Cease-Fire, Kelly Ambrose
Russians, David Silpe
Russians, David Silpe
The Angle
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"Once, I found out that if you save an entire semester's worth of work for the last day. you'll have to stay up till 4 A.M. to finish it all. In that moment you will realize something else, that there really is a 4 A.M. I thought that it had been made up until that day. I thought that the Russians made that up to make America feel lazy. It worked, too. I felt lazy because I was never up at 4 A.M. to do any work. Then, when …
Forgetting The Diet Pepsi, Stacy Wittmeyer
Forgetting The Diet Pepsi, Stacy Wittmeyer
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"As I pushed my cart into checkout 4, I realized I had forgotten to pick up my wife's Diet Pepsi. I almost said 'the hell with it,' but then a picture of her realizing I had forgotten it flashed before my eyes."
The Narrow Minded Monkey, Eulojio Rivera
The Narrow Minded Monkey, Eulojio Rivera
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"A monkey, who wanted to stop or derail a large freight train near his habitat in the forest, was very determined. He was motivated by many factors; among them were his popularity, prestige, and recognition with the other monkeys in the forest. This monkey thought he had all the advantages on his side. It wasn't far to the tracks from his home and there was a clear view from the mountain top where he could see the on-coming train. The daring monkey was going to stop the train at …
Unopened, Melissa M. Slocum
Between You And Me, Monica Hopkins
To Jeremy, Monica Hopkins
Smoke And Mirrors, Sarah Beales
Life After What Seemed To Be Death, Jessica Reed
Life After What Seemed To Be Death, Jessica Reed
The Angle
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"'Alone in the Company of the Father' comes to mind as I stand, right now, gazing down towards my end. Only have my fears been presented in poetry before, but never in reality. I suppose reality had something to do with me writing such a poem, but never have I attempted this. I stand here in the presence of God and his company, deciding my fate. Do I jump? I begin to ask myself agonizing questions as I try and reach the Lord, looking for help. I wonder if …
A Semi Autobiographical Approach To Being Broke In Kensington, Mark Bowers
A Semi Autobiographical Approach To Being Broke In Kensington, Mark Bowers
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"I spent my last pound on the jukebox. Funny little coins that they are, I never actually thought I was spending anything. I'm built like that. Full of good ideas. Suppose that is why I decided to become a poet and move to London. Of course it is also how I ended up getting stuck here broke in Kensington."
I Remember The Days Were Long In The Summer, Brett Furguson
I Remember The Days Were Long In The Summer, Brett Furguson
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"but the break from school seemed short in its entirety. The trust of our parents, who both worked at Eastman Kodak, left my older brother, Chad, and me at home without supervision. Although our obedience and contentment, or most likely our timidness usually kept us close to home, our days were typically filled with activities that help capture the moments and memories of youth and growing up. At the ages of eleven and fourteen it was not difficult to entertain ourselves, especially with the new addition of a swimming …