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November 22, 2017 | Poetry

Three Poems

Bryce Berkowitz

And somehow I’m supposed to get dressed in the morning / when most days arrive like a gold chain tangled in black chest hair.

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Most of My Memories Age 5-11 (Abridged) photo

November 21, 2017 | Nonfiction

Most of My Memories Age 5-11 (Abridged)

Adam Voith

101.  A Christmas morning fight with mom. / 103.  The space shuttle exploding over and over on the TV in the school cafeteria. / 104.  My yellow v-neck sweater with key-shaped lapel pin which read JESUS.

 
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November 21, 2017 | Fiction

The Drive-Thru

Ashira Shirali

Aaina’s mom collects shiny things like a magpie. The one time Aaina sneaked me into her house, I walked past rows of gold photo frames, silver handicraft elephants and raindrop chandeliers.

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November 20, 2017 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lindsey Warren

 Please, I need those thick markers from the craft store, you know, the ones that color far away from each other; you turn the corner into golden golden golden any night