My 3-year-old Draws a Family Portrait, a Poem by Kuo Zhang
We ALL look
so alien,
just as what we’re called
on the official documents.
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Dec 1, 20231 min
Journey into Winter, a Poem by Peter Kaczmarczyk
Journey into winter in a mother’s eyes Sun shines through, fleeting moments A lucid smile breaks the clouds Reminders of her summer life...
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Sep 29, 20233 min
My New Father Has More and Better, a Short Story by Awara Fernandez
Our sons lived for five years in an orphanage in the rainforest of Puerto Maldonado, Peru after their biological parents died. When our...
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Jul 7, 20231 min
August 27th at 3:43 p.m. Flash Fiction by Thomas Elson
At this stage in his life he worried about everything. Five days before his seventy-eighth birthday, he scanned his body. Eyes cloudy....
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Jun 30, 20231 min
Cursive, a Prose Poem by Laurie Klein
Where does love go when it dies? A stranger’s story can move like a riptide between the listener’s ears.
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Jun 2, 20237 min
Stationery, Short Story by Kenneth M. Kapp
Harry pneumatically lowered the front of the bus. John smiled, went along with the joke, and hunched over as if he were an old man. He...
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Oct 14, 20221 min
The Lost House, a Poem by Farideh Shabanfar
Sister is pleading with her friend; Send me a picture of our house Our old house that we abandoned Without a farewell, with hope to...
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Aug 26, 20226 min
The Twisted Inversion of Labor-Bought Dreams, an Essay by Haile E.
As we entered high school and began preparing for the next four years that would culminate in either an acceptance or rejection to our...
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Jun 24, 202212 min
What’s In a Name, an Essay by Lynne Golodner
“You’ll feel different when you start using your Hebrew name,” Bayla said. We sat on the carpet as her children played, leaning against a...
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Jan 22, 20213 min
Family History, a Short Story by Jamie Grookett
Linda sat across from Joe, her heart racing as he sulked over the pile of bills, as if they weren’t his doing. She wanted to reach over...
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