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January 9, 2018 | Fiction

Melon

Kieran Mundy

My sheets got dripped on. We didn’t finish all of it. I fell asleep with the taste of it dried around my lips. Sweet, for a little.

 
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January 8, 2018 | Poetry

Suggestion / Fight

Mikaela Grantham

Suggestion

new boyfriend says he’s worried. new boyfriend says i should stop saying credit cards are just free money. new boyfriend says i should stop telling strangers at the bar lyme disease

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January 5, 2018 | Poetry

3 Poems

Elizabeth Ellen

I finally tore Bluets in half @ 12:50 a.m.
I had had enough of it, of its blueness…
I had begun to loathe its preciousness, its precision
What it represents -
Its fans, the copycats

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January 5, 2018 | Poetry

Two Poems

Inga Lea Schmidt

Chicken à la King

I bit. We bred a snoutless dog to lead
us to the prize. We groomed ourselves
with yearning floss. You swam
through scum in the retention pond
and called it flamenco.