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July 13, 2021 | Poetry

Two Poems

Lizzy Gagne

I’m a mineralogist now,

I tell Jake, as I show him my crystals
all neatly displayed in boxes. It makes

me feel like a scientist. But I use
the crystals to cure the bad things in my

life, to

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July 13, 2021 | Fiction

Gift Shop at the OCME

Liz Fyne

At the Office of the Chief Medical Examiner, I browse the gift shop. It’s scented lavender from a leg-shaped diffuser in the corner.

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July 12, 2021 | Poetry

I’m Writing from the Other Side of the Universe to Ask You How the Weather Is

Jenny KangDi Li

I’m Writing from the Other Side of the Universe to Ask You How the Weather Is

This is a soft rain, my father says, his forehead a creased encyclopedia page. It is mao mao yu in Chinese, syllables

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July 12, 2021 | Fiction

Product Placement

Daniel Fraser

My last suicide attempt was in a park called Jesus Green. I said ‘last’ because I gave up, not because it worked. Writing plays tricks with life and death so you need to make things clear.