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May 31, 2013 | Fiction

Daddy's Home

David Ohle

Jerry’s Daddy, looking half dead, sat in the kitchen smoking a Camel and sketching comic faces on a napkin with a stubby pencil. There was quite an odor about him, mostly of sour, poorly washed

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May 30, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Gabby Bess

Look at me falling in love with fallible bodies.
Look at me performing emotional labor...

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May 30, 2013 | Fiction

Visqueen

Schuler Benson

Jesse come in from the spot across the way where Daddy had him throw the last of the matchboxes. Daddy let Jesse carry em cause they was light, and Jesse liked helpin. Jesse counted 38 full trash

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May 29, 2013 | Poetry

3 Poems

Katharine Rauk

 

A Preamble to an Explanation of You

It was like I worked in a Popsicle factory
but had never tasted the color red.
I walked the dry tongue of the road
as crickets scritched