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Plain China

National Anthology of the Best Undergraduate Writing

Poetry, Volume IX

Raspberry Vapor

Poetry, Volume IX

Corona and Therapy

Nonfiction, Volume IX

Sisters

Poetry, Volume IX

while a professor pores over the enlightenment

Fiction, Volume IX

I’ll Keep Checking

Poetry, Volume IX

The First Philosopher

Fiction, Volume IX

The Lady of the Butterflies

Poetry, Volume IX

National Holiday and a Parade

Fiction, Volume IX

Hypnopompia

Poetry, Volume IX

The Way to a Chinese Daughter’s Heart

Poetry, Volume IX

If I Wanted

Fiction, Volume IX

Lonely Winter

Nonfiction, Volume IX

The Adventures of Cyber Ant and Zarena

Poetry, Volume IX

When I Was Six

Fiction, Volume IX

The Moon and the Sky

Poetry, Volume IX

From The Unqualified Critic

Fiction, Volume IX

Irwin, PA

Nonfiction, Volume IX

Clean & Pretty

Nonfiction, Volume IX

Recipes

  • Poetry, Volume IX

    Raspberry Vapor

    Fever Dream, Emily Lawson I met a woman early August,across her skin I felt tearful years.It was written on her stomach and thighs.  A burning wish fired from her own tongue: …

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    Corona and Therapy

    Dusk in the City of Angels, AJ Favorito i step into a massage chair designated for patients one man is distant enough we stare into each other   as plastic balls…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Nonfiction, Volume IX

    Sisters

    Precious, Rose Horell TW: Child Abuse I. “Do you think I’d look good as a blonde?” I ask my sister Cassandria as we sit in parallel spa chairs at Grace’s Nail…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    while a professor pores over the enlightenment

    Cotton Candy Woman, Kiara Florez funny, isn’t it that Eve bit into knowledge and all of my citations slither their way back to sons of Adam funny, isn’t it that…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    I’ll Keep Checking

      The Unexpected, by Anastassiya Selezneva     Data Transition 40233-22  Unpacking…  World Jumper Yaniess,  It has been over 30 local solar days since your last check in. I have not…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    The First Philosopher

    Dorothy, Ciera Land novel is new, but The Novel is not. Poesis. Poesie? Poetry!  Glass shatters, I escape God. Forget the Book, I want to create, to produce something new–…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    The Lady of the Butterflies

    Flutter, Savanah Tebeau-Sherry The slow heat of summer was just beginning to roll in when the Lady arrived in Kittery. Our town was small so everyone, especially us kids, noticed when…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    National Holiday and a Parade

    Untitled, Robert McGrady परदादा in the veranda. White kurta, square glasses. Sitting in the giant of a rocking chair his father had graced before him. Every time we would return,…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    Hypnopompia

    A Clarifying Moment, Alyssa Noel Hypnopompia The first thing I want in the morning is more time. Time for more sleep, time for all the things I want to do…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    The Way to a Chinese Daughter’s Heart

    Poppies and WD-40, Chloe Moulin Imagine clouds salting wildfiresshaped like spicy tofu. The girl I love stirs incense into Taiwanese films.Spreads it over my eyes. So why did we sneak into a Buddhist…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    If I Wanted

    Haku, Anna Hiltner it to rain  all the time  I would move to Southeast Alaska  and live in Wrangell where I would wear True Tuf  rubber boots and call them…

    2 March 7, 2022
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    Lonely Winter

    We Live, We Die, We Live Again, Ari Reyes It’s the sound of a basketball against pavement that stirs me from the kitchen table Saturday morning. By the time Alex, my…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Nonfiction, Volume IX

    The Adventures of Cyber Ant and Zarena

    Behaviorism, Arjun Saatia     TW: Domestic Violence, Drug Abuse     I loved when my father explained his tattoos to me. I’d stare wide-eyed and mystified at  the letters scrawling…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    When I Was Six

    Rose-Covered Glasses, Margaret Wright TW: Childhood Trauma When I was six, my mother made an elegy out of stitched pictures punctured straight through the cork board in our front hallway hanging…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    The Moon and the Sky

    Skin Mask Replica, Hunter Louis “‘Sky’ is now synonymous with ‘bowling alley carpet,’,” says the Announcer, somehow crystal clear inside my mind.  Thanks, I think, and I can feel their acknowledgement. …

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    From The Unqualified Critic

    The Complexity of Detail, Olivia Offutt this counts as artistry to the roadkill generation – a few synonyms for sadness stapled together with  a metaphor that’s easy to digest     &…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    Irwin, PA

    This Ain’t Belle’s Rose, Adriana Barker   A young man named Rosko Ivanovich stomps his feet on the fifth stair leading up to a condemned Russian Orthodox church in order to…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Nonfiction, Volume IX

    Clean & Pretty

    “junior year prom, mom had to unzip my dress because i was having a panic attack and couldn’t breathe”, Evelyn Staats TW: Eating Disorder The women of Mitski’s songs are…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Nonfiction, Volume IX

    Recipes

    Skyhopping, Alessia Potovsky Something about the hissing of the onions, scallions, garlic, and country pepper no – scotch bonnet, it’s scotch bonnet pepper here. Something about the hissing of the onions,…

    1 March 7, 2022
  • Poetry, Volume IX

    Ars Poetica: Undressing Feathers

    Molten Medium, Chloe Moulin To be a poet trying to write a poem,  is trying to be as free  as a naked chicken— you are undressing feathers  with similes and…

    2 October 22, 2021
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    Dart Frog

    Flutter, Savanah Tebeau-Sherry “The first time I saw the deceased, he was sitting on a greasy bench at the bus station.  I’d been aware of him from the moment I’d walked…

    1 October 22, 2021
  • Fiction, Volume IX

    Pantagruel and the One Eyed Goon

    Whispers, Emily Bryn Once upon a time, there was a great and beautiful giant named Pantagruel.  He was cloaked in silver and fish scales. His robes were made of the skin…

    2 October 22, 2021
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