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Spin the Bottle

By Keith J. Powell

Nicole spins, smiles, bites Mark’s lip, and coaxes him from the circle. They make slow, cautious love on the pile…

Fiction Writing

By Michelle Ross

Truth or dare: Who did you lose your virginity to? That sorta-kinda-boyfriend I had the summer before college. We both…

A Pool Party in 1994

By Dylan

When the boy’s mother told him to at last get dressed for the pool party, what he heard was: son,…

How to Make a Mirror

By Adam McOmber

Find a pool of water. It should be still. Maybe in a hidden grove somewhere. Remember a person or thing…

Undark

By Lori Sambol Brody

During the day I paint numbers on watch dials so they shine luminescent, but when the factory bell rings, I…

Blood-Related

By Vanessa Tamm

They spoke with such thick accents that she sometimes couldn’t understand them, her father’s distant parents, but she clearly heard…

Sixty, Fifty-Nine, Fifty-Eight

By Emily Rinkema

On our first date, our only date, I lied to you when you asked me about my biggest fear. Sinkholes,…

In the Path of Totality

By Stephen D. Gibson

Our tiny mountain town became a city, at least for the day. Even I had a sign on the front…

Tether

By Ross McMeekin

Next to me at the intersection stands a young boy, hands in jacket pockets, hair the brown of thebrittle leaves…

Familiar Talk

By Kristin Tenor

Mother Black Bear sits on her haunches under the heavy limbs of the crabapple tree in the backyard. She rubs…

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