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Korean History

By Yejun Chun

My lover says that they’ll give me 380 words before saying goodbye forever, and it’s380 words because she’s going to…

At the Clown’s Birthday Party

By Brad Barkley

After cake and ice cream, the guests, in their painted smiles and polka dot attire, settle in to watch the…

Mausoleum of Gloaming

By Aimee Parkison

Crypt 1: Broomstick Skirts In robes of shell pink sunset over woodland hills, girls float the river to dance on…

What My Hands Remember

By Marty Keller

The vibration of the harvest gold phone that hung from our kitchen wall the last Sunday you called. Mom’s fingernails…

Fastball

By Ani King

Thinking about how she flung a softball right into my dad’s eye. How with her he was like helluva pitch,…

Departures

By Sandra Arnold

A plane ploughs through the clouds as she scrubs and cleans the plugholes in the washbasins and the kitchen sink…

Yellow Straw, Red Straw

By Kathryn Aldridge-Morris

At some point, we’ll forget the rabbit’s name, how it came to die, the rush we were in to bury…

What I’m Saying Is

By Jeffrey Hermann

There’s a beautiful beach. You get there by walking through a shady path, and then you’re on the soft sand.…

The Guy in the Redwood Water Tank

By Melissa Llanes Brownlee

I once fucked a guy in a redwood water tank. The kind that once held water caught from rain, maybe…

What Might Turn

By Lydia Gwyn

My face turns into my aunt’s face as I age. Now we know what she would have looked like at…

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