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Never Have I Ever Felt So Alive As This, Aria Watson Nov 2021

Never Have I Ever Felt So Alive As This, Aria Watson

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Go Down To The Water, Aria Watson Nov 2021

Go Down To The Water, Aria Watson

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A Watering Can, Aria Watson Nov 2021

A Watering Can, Aria Watson

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Exquisite Corpse, Tuxedo Literature And Arts Journal Nov 2021

Exquisite Corpse, Tuxedo Literature And Arts Journal

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How Can I Write When Everything Is Wrong?, Maurisha Nicole Briggs Nov 2021

How Can I Write When Everything Is Wrong?, Maurisha Nicole Briggs

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Life, Eamonn Mccarthy Nov 2021

Life, Eamonn Mccarthy

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Roses From Bolivia, Jeffrey Wincek Nov 2021

Roses From Bolivia, Jeffrey Wincek

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To The Lighthouse, Bri Wilson Nov 2021

To The Lighthouse, Bri Wilson

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Mija, Iris Brito-Stevens Nov 2021

Mija, Iris Brito-Stevens

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Coffee, Yvonne Bamba Nov 2021

Coffee, Yvonne Bamba

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Add, Jeffrey Wincek Nov 2021

Add, Jeffrey Wincek

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Melatonin And Other Things My Dog Ate: A True Story, Claire Schwartz Nov 2021

Melatonin And Other Things My Dog Ate: A True Story, Claire Schwartz

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Requiem, Anne Cheilek Nov 2021

Requiem, Anne Cheilek

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All That Glitters Is Not Gentrification, Anne Cheilek Nov 2021

All That Glitters Is Not Gentrification, Anne Cheilek

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Goodnight Loon, Claire Schwartz Nov 2021

Goodnight Loon, Claire Schwartz

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Rocket Girl, Michael Van Horn Nov 2021

Rocket Girl, Michael Van Horn

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Let Me Leave You Astray, Michael Van Horn Nov 2021

Let Me Leave You Astray, Michael Van Horn

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Burnt, Lawrence Yu Nov 2021

Burnt, Lawrence Yu

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Untitled, Alexander Thompson Nov 2021

Untitled, Alexander Thompson

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Islands, Ciffs, My Sister, Bri Wilson Nov 2021

Islands, Ciffs, My Sister, Bri Wilson

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Bricks, Lawrence Yu Nov 2021

Bricks, Lawrence Yu

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Orchid Philosophy, Mary Morrison Nov 2021

Orchid Philosophy, Mary Morrison

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Summer Of Love, Ronald Grossi Nov 2021

Summer Of Love, Ronald Grossi

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In 1967, with the news full of body counts from Vietnam and Sgt. Pepper playing on the radio, I got a call from my friend Larry saying “We gotta go see what’s happening in San Francisco.” It was the Summer of Love.


How To Bring Up Your Brother: An Authoritarian Guide For Older Sisters, Mary Morrison Nov 2021

How To Bring Up Your Brother: An Authoritarian Guide For Older Sisters, Mary Morrison

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My troubles first began when he arrived. I was 14 months old and my first look at my new baby brother told me he couldn't be real. I had to find out, so quietly, I moved my index finger to his face and into his eye, to see if he was real!


April, Stephanie Hendricks Nov 2021

April, Stephanie Hendricks

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You might not know it by looking at her ­with her luxurious black curly fur, rust colored stockings and eyebrows, white paws, broad regal white chest, white muzzle and blaze and crowning tip of white fur on the tail, a tail that seems to be perpetual wagging, in a medium slow relaxed way, in an “I’m just hanging out and loving every moment of life,” an easy way kind of wag ­for most people not in the know would just look at her and say, she’s a dog, or she’s “just” a dog, or, in a rather frightened, anxious, way, …


7 Things You Learn As A First Semester Senior In College, Melanie Carlson Nov 2021

7 Things You Learn As A First Semester Senior In College, Melanie Carlson

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1. Going out is fun! And exhausting.

You probably turned 21 within a year of starting senior year, and you probably took advantage of all of your newfound freedom. This was really exciting and fun at first, but after a while you just want a nap (and also to never see a vodka redbull again. Seriously, who thought those were a good idea?).


Mom's Gone, Peter Richmond Nov 2021

Mom's Gone, Peter Richmond

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The date is August 7, 1957. It’s hard to believe that almost six decades have passed, but a look at the calendar, not to mention the event’s subsequent loneliness, make it easy to confirm. A shrink would have a field day with this one! Actually, he did! You see, the date is the day my mother left this world—died, to be blunt. She was a victim of breast cancer. She lasted barely a year after a radical mastectomy was performed that was, only to the surgeon and my father, a sham waste of time performed mainly to make my mother …


Solve For X, Yvonne Bamba Nov 2021

Solve For X, Yvonne Bamba

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“But I’m not good at math,” I tell my calculus teacher, hoping this explanation is enough for the big, red X splattered across the top of the pop quiz he hands back to me.


The Lady In The Red Brimmed Hat, Anna Sisler-Latta Nov 2021

The Lady In The Red Brimmed Hat, Anna Sisler-Latta

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There is a place where the road rises up just before descending into the hollow of Olema. Looking right, one can see the sheen of Tomales Bay sliding all the way north. The sad half light of the November afternoon gives the hills and fields a muted sepia tone like a photograph you might find in your grandmother’s attic.


The Fabric Of Time Myth, Bogie Bougas Nov 2021

The Fabric Of Time Myth, Bogie Bougas

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Back in the days of Ice and fog, on a cold and bitter morning, when the snow fell so high it blotted out the low rising sun, Time came down from the heavens as a naked lamb. “I am cold,” she said. “Who amongst you will weave me a garment strong enough to see me through these bitter days?”