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Trauma Becomes You

By Karen McKinnon

It is my job to gag her. Mike and some of the others have her pinned to the ground. The…

Arcade Neophytes

By Sarah Matsui

Mom and I got really into the arcade claw machine one elementary school summer. Handful of tokens, a frappé from…

Flossing

By Anita Lo

Mom flosses me every night with my limbs starfished across the kitchen counter and my head hanging off the edge.…

Pimiento Season

By Maria Alejandra Barrios

When Mamá’s apron catches fire, my first reaction is to grab Mamá’s body and share the fire with her. Pimientos…

Endless Spoonful

By Susie Hara

We’re having lunch at the faux restaurant. My mom is eating her fish at a glacial pace, and I’ve moved…

Sea Bugs

By Amanda Hadlock

A shrimp’s heart is in its head. You used to say your heart was in your stomach when you couldn’t…

Ways of Karst

By Jamie Etheridge

The hole drinks the grass, the leaves, the twigs, and our favorite park bench. Insatiable. Thirsting. It then drinks the…

In The Closet

By Grace Elliot

When you start needing a place to scream, you try most of the rooms in the house. You start with…

Picking Up Stones

By William Bradley

Two-lane rural route to the boatyard, boondocks enough for hoedowns, cross-burnings, not that I knew much about either, except they…

Giving Up

By Cathy Cade

My sister turns her key in the lock and pushes. The door moves a handbreadth. Mum croaks from the living…

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