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September 29, 2023 | Trip Reports

Sand Drifts

Mark Blickley

you might smell donkey and driver if the dung laced breeze blows up your nose as my body quivers with new found knowledge of time

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September 28, 2023 | Fiction

ITCH

Camille Sauers

I rotate my foot like a hot dog and I dare myself not to scratch. I let them land on collarbone skin, thighs, the sponge under my left eye. I’ve always been like this. I’ve always had small tits. You know what they call those.

Two Poems from 'Employment' photo

September 27, 2023 | Poetry

Two Poems from 'Employment'

Gina Tron

i make prices 
i blend into aisles 
i am a bottle of stool softener 

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September 26, 2023 | Nonfiction

Lectio Divina

Will Goodwin

Everyone worries about mind control.