My Black Life Matters

Bright Nights City Lights, Jackie Phuong Ta   I can’t find the words  that won’t escape my lips to reach paper.  Setting up equipment feels unreal,  even creating content doesn’t feel natural enough  with all the chaos in the world.  A…

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Rain

Midnight Blossoms, Sydney Walker pandemic – (of a disease) prevalent over a whole country or the world. I.this year the cherry blossom trees bloom later than they ever have.what does that mean except that we are holding our breath? II.the woman in Food City…

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Fracture

Phoenicopteridae Urbana, Jaxon Ke’anoi Bonsack The Atlantic Surfers sprawled on their backs waiting for the sun to dry them out. Layers peeling in long strips. Just like sun-dried tomatoes. Stringy hair caught in the drain of the outdoor shower. Slinking…

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Not for the Week

ano nakikita Mo?, harana On Monday the carrots mom packed me were soggy and grey where their shoes should’ve been. I threw them to seagulls and Ms. Villin kept me after class, telling me I was ungrateful. I looked for…

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Beets

Late Onset Adolescence, Breck Hickman you’re cutting beets grownin someone else’s garden andyou look at your hands, staineda deep magenta, and you knowthe shadow will remainafter your attempts to wash it off. is this what it meansto fall out of love?…

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it is one thing to keep a garden

Untitled, Julia Sub for Lola Tita and another to water the three potted plantson the shoe rack, stalk of baby bamboopricked by cactus and shaded by heartleaf,all of it garden enough. it is one thing to eat and another to…

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Because we drove past

Eclipsed, Scott Gathright Because we drove pastThat crack in the highwayWhere a glimpse, a bone-clenchedFistful of pennies, of locked doors,Pressed hard, thumbed insistentlyInto who I thought I am.Was gone before I could winkAway flares it leftOn my sight, Implications.Violet, vindictive spotsThat will…

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Rain on a Tea Party

Little Architect, Natasha Hirt Solemn willow, sole witness to tea party stragglers left under a leaking sky. Cups of porcelain dribble coffee childishly mimed as sweet nectar and tea laden with nonexistent ripples of honey. Copper spoons morph to peeling…

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Lily

Pink Creek, Louise Rossiter The wind      that daywas an irate infantan infant beset with colic tempestuous and tyrannical raging and wailing displeasure grasping and pulling and pushingup, then down, then sidewayshowling for attention a terror, to be sure…

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U.S. Route 95

Rust Rorschach, Timothy Embertson   if i put my foot to the floor or take the turn just rightthe horizon will swallow this ought-to-be-ghost town. watch: i slip out through the teeth of that mawand chase the stars in the…

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Watch Dog

War is Over, Ernest Volynec Today’s spent echoing the beagleas I keep watch from the window,assessing each speck of land of thisplace called home or territory ormemory, each plot of maple, juniper,japanese plum, the latest implant thatnever took and the wisest,…

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en plein air

Rome is the City of Echoes, Gabe Montesanti You hated the flowers. I tried to hate them too. Can you see decay entering the frameof our picturesque domestic landscape? I am a creature of images, brief appearances.I try to save myself…

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Welcome to Milnesand

Skin Mask Replica, Hunter Louis “Mill in sand.” Windmills pump water out of the sand to irrigate peanuts. At the junction of NM 206, NM 258 and NM 262. Halfway between Portales and Lovington. Still have no idea? ‘Bout a 100…

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The Shield Maidens of Hafrsfjord

Opulent, Taharah Islam Part Four (continued from The Shield Maidens of Hafrsfjord, Part Three) Two days have passed since the chaos of the poisoned chests. The chests of silver and gold have been buried deep within the woods of Northumbria. The last…

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Unpacking

The Funnies, Justine Newman My family moved this week. This morning, my mom told me she was going to come “check my room” at some point, which means to evaluate whether my unpacking and cleaning is satisfactory. As usual, her need…

Categories: Nonfiction, Volume X

Wedding Blues

Heat Wave, Rachel Ikins Characters: Alex: 29 years old, male, Leni’s twin brother—the stable, mildly sarcastic half of the twin equation Leni: 29 years old, female, a bit of a drama queen, having a hard time coming to terms with her…

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The Art Journal I Kept Back When I Loved Jesus

A Very Long Party In Green, Li Anne Liew  Lives in a clear plastic bin below my childhood bed, neighbors with decades-old stuffed teddies and virgin candles gifted to me for my Confirmation, because I could never bear to throw them…

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Stokvis

Eclipsed, Scott Gathright Early that day, clouds had rolled overhead and started to shower The Bulwark and the surrounding sea in a bout of rain. Kubo had watched the South African coastline of KwaZulu-Natal disappear slowly behind a curtain of water…

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117 Million

Monochrome, Emma Lassiter Anyways, I’ve been thinking about going for a swim. I have been researching lakes and bodies of water. I am uncompromising and precise in my analysis of them from 3000 miles away. There is a way it ought…

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Quarantime

How to Survive a Pandemic, Ashley Webster A guided house tour: spring break, March 13-21, 2020, Prospect Heights, IL. FRENCH WINDOWS In the mornings I sit in an armchair in front of them, staring out into a yard the size…

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The Heart Braid

A Slow Decay, Ashley Webster My substitute mom massaged her threading hands As substitute dad typed religiously on his Blackberry She claimed I was finally ready for my soccer game and even asked me how I liked it I dragged myself…

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The Austrian Alps

Whispers, Emily Bryn Author’s note: In CMSCI  449: Introduction to Artificial Intelligence, students were assigned to write a natural language processing program that would generate commencement speeches. The result was authentic English, and although some sentences did not portray logical thought,…

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