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March 6, 2022 | fucked up modern love essays

—springtime, I fell in love again

Zoe Contros Kearl

Charming shyness paired with a love of dancing the Charleston in heels in the street past midnight. I kissed her bloodied knees.

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March 4, 2022 | Poetry

Little Prayer for a Snail

Ben Seanor

There’s so much advice
in the world, such as: if you’re feeling
very low, put on a suit

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February 28, 2022 | Poetry

Jen Frantz

Jen Frantz

I made a call
and I lived. 
It was the longest
life of my life.

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February 27, 2022 | fucked up modern love essays

Baggage Claim

Mason Parker

2 is the grade I was in when I thought I loved Lucy. 2 is the number of times Lucy was arrested for meth in a single day. 2 is the number of Xanies she must have taken the night she showed up to my welcome home party, because she was fucking sloppy.