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January 6, 2016 | Nonfiction

dying on the internet

Christina Montilla

somewhere on the internets, in a dusty archived sent folder and a long forgotten inbox is our turn to Genesis chapter two verse eight 

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January 5, 2016 | Poetry

3 Poems

John Poch

When God is sleeping with his eagle, / we are like a woman with a peacock / under her arm telling the river hush. 

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January 4, 2016 | Nonfiction

How We Are Religious

Emily Carney

Sheila Heti’s words penned: BLOW-JOB ARTIST. I have always wanted to be everything to everyone.

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January 1, 2016 | Nonfiction

Tuesday Night Bieber

Joe Sacksteder

At one point, Justin’s stick got swatted and went flying. He hesitated for a moment, before strut-skating to the bench. This is not something a hockey player would normally do, just leave an unbroken stick on the ice during a non-competitive game. Someone eventually pushed the stick over to the dark team’s bench. “Pick it up,” Tony heard him say. For a second, Tony thought Justin was talking to him. Turns out he was talking to his bodyguard.