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August 23, 2023 | Fiction

The Losers of Tomorrow

Miranda

 I know Max is probably hard by the time we get to the overlook at the dam. He puts the car in park and tells me he mixed a cd, just for me, because I’m so special.

- I can’t believe this is

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The Beer Run photo

August 23, 2023 | Fiction

The Beer Run

Ivan Kenneally

As a young boy, I lived in the Bronx in the mid-1980s during a time when it was infamous for its squalor, a third-world dilapidation captured in movies like Martin Scorcese’s Taxi Driver. I remember

Gehenna photo

August 22, 2023 | Fiction

Gehenna

Chandler Morrison

The sleet has stopped but the cold is something unthinkable. It lends a deathly permanence to the still, heavy darkness. I stand shivering on the sidewalk and look up at the Hollywood sign. I try to

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August 21, 2023 | Poetry

In The Year Of My Descent

Steve Anwyll

The only noise I hear is the hum of electricity, subtle as the sound of the universe whispering.