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December 11, 2018 | Fiction

Two Stories

Fiona Foster

Trigger

Up north she took her daughter for a walk to see the woods. Their host’s big yellow dog came along. The snow was deep. The dog was off and ranging. She crept under a fir tree and showed her

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December 10, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Elliott Sky Case

"Nereid, Compromised" and "Day One"

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December 10, 2018 | Fiction

The Dormitory 

Rob Walsh

At midnight there was a knock on our door, and though our hallmates often knocked at this hour

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December 7, 2018 | Fiction

  THE JUNGLE BURIED IN REFLECTED LIGHT IS CALLING TO YOU

Jason Reed-Mundell

The film was a Disney re-release, full of rollicking creatures with wide-flung arms emitting human sounds through smiles that hummed and flickered like radio speakers.  Blake was too drunk to follow what was going on, but he ate his popcorn and drifted in and out of sleep, and the things were laughing and singing to him.