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The Nights I Spend Reading to a Rescue Horse Named Emmeline

By Pat Foran

Monday I am reading to Emmeline a story about a man who had no DNA. He had severe radiation damage…

Sundays with Clarisa

By Ji Hyun Joo

My husband owns a German bisque doll from the late 1800s. Her name is Clarisa. She has delicate blonde curls…

Her Deleted Scenes

By Catherine O' Brien

Her head was found perpendicular to the lake. The sight almost eventuated a myocardial infarction, that’s a heart attack to…

Grandpa Revisits the Modern Art Era

By Timothy Boudreau

All winter, Grandpa seems frailer, like he’s entering a final phase. His living room’s cluttered, he hasn’t shaved, and we…

Caw

By Hafsa Zulfiqar

Mother says her voice is a visitor in the theater of her throat. The play must not be splendid, she…

Albatross

By Gary Fincke

After twenty-five years and an hour of cash bar drinks, the ballroom-sized venue is stuffed with chatter and assessment. From…

Hunger

By Matt Barrett

At the General Store, a cashier said, “No, we don’t sell food,” so we asked if she had candy or…

CLASSIFIED AD FOR A GHOST

By Mario Aliberto III

I would like someone to haunt my house and simulate some of my deceased husband’s habits, so I can get…

Vicarious Transubstantiation

By Emilee Prado

Ann and Andy have a small, quiet apartment. They live tucked into a nook in a towering building, which is filled…

A Matter of Survival

By Stephanie Yu

1. You are six, and your brother is four. The sun is so bright compared to the lush New Jersey…

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