VOLUME III
god for me
Untitled, Julia Sub is the way my grandfather thinks about jesus believes until it’s just called knowing like science or directions his hands are hard as stone…
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VOLUME IIIHicksville
October, Sophie Treppendahl An hour west toward the beginning of Long Island we drive to a party in Hicksville. We pass a series of one-story houses. Airplanes, coming or…
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VOLUME IIIActually, I’m Jewish
Universale, Isabel Schneider Actually, I’m Jewish. It’s a phrase I’m used to saying, for one reason or another. What are you doing for Christmas? Actually, I’m Jewish. (Subtext: going…
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VOLUME IIIA National Tragedy
Amalfi Coast, Eliza Delaney On the day the sky wept blood over Texas we stood together a little apart Bad posture against chalky aluminum fence, braids pulled…
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VOLUME IIIThe Mackenzie Walrus
Tod’s Point Sunset, Alexandra Metter [Trigger Warning: Depictions of Death] Brian’s snore raked through Eleanor’s ears. His nasal strip and her earplugs had failed her again and she was up,…
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VOLUME IIITear-Jerker Monodrama
Bed of Puzzles, Kathleen McIntyre [Trigger Warning: Depictions of Death] My mom is dying. We are in her hospital room. It is 2 am or 4 am. It smells like…
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VOLUME IIII Was 5’4″ and Seventeen
Untitled, Rachel Adler But I shrank two inches about a month ago. It was the day my mother’s fiancé and his son moved in, and since that day…
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VOLUME IIINocturnal: A Series of Haiku
Sheets No. 1, Kory Gabriel I. She is Becoming something nocturnal. Watch as she teethes on moondark. She is going, gone. II. I Hear …
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VOLUME IIIFamily Values
Roof Monks, Zoe Weingarten [Trigger Warning: Graphic Depictions of Violence; Domestic Violence] My oldest brother is named Levi, but he goes by “Tray” when he’s selling drugs. The alias occurred to…
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VOLUME IIINail Polish
Afterparty 2, Mandi Vivacqua His nails weren’t coral but candy cane red cadillac and dark—satin lining of my mother’s purse, brains of a crushed watermelon or even the latex guts…