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Crabs in the Sand, by M.R. Bessac
Your mouth is a rabid dog. It sneers and titters, swishes sticky saliva. Starving. Snickering…
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Eclipse Occasion, by M.R. Bessac
Today, I will indulge in eye contact—Cavernous, sepia, soft (despite any hatred) I get jabbed into…
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The Loophole, by M.R. Bessac
After Ward’s Science, Dogfish Shark Dissection Guide A loophole, we…
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Pygmalion, Sculpting, by Shel Zhou
my hands are the rich earth of the riverbankbeneath the bridge leading to the park;they…
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How One Bookstore Owner Is Creating More Representation for Youth in the Community, by Rishab Subramanya
After seeing limited literature in his childhood that represented him, Adrian Cepeda aims to represent…
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Letter to American Restaurants, by Jaiden Geolingo
dear america, i had you in spoonfuls the other day for forgiveness.…
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fleeting pleasures, by Jovina Zion
cobalt blossoms arch their square shoulders,rosy tints of gray shimmer in the golden sun. impulses…
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Party of One, by Sarah Parmet
cutting offmy split ends withchildren’s scissors smearing redwatercolor paintacross my lips tearing …
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Swimming Pool Amnesia, by Sarah Parmet
when i fell six feet outof the air, i landed in the hotel swimming pool.…
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