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November 23, 2018 | Poetry

Heart Sutra

Maria Genovese

The slow stacking of weight or the flinging down of a toe while the torso is already ahead. There are always new body parts to hit on sides of doors. I like to put my legs into pants in front of an open window, then stick my head out to see who’s around.

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November 22, 2018 | Fiction

Five Stories

Bram Riddlebarger

The gas station sat on the corner like a tasteless cheeseburger.

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November 21, 2018 | Fiction

Elderly Primigravida 

Gessy Alvarez

Dr. Sandoval asked if I was planning on having children.

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November 21, 2018 | Poetry

Man on Phone at Gas Station

Sarah Edwards

O Build-A-Bonfire, O
Blue Subaru