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Friday, Jun 5th

Scarier Than a Shower

. John T. Biggs
“Liz is gone. Ain’t nothin’ I can do about that.” It’s the only thought that don’t slip out of my head before I finished thinking it...
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Thursday, Jun 4th

The Pastor's Wife

. Katharina Kracht
Bertha was in a contemplative mood this morning, the first of another new year and the day her husband had proposed to her so many years back. She stirred her granola again, put the spoon down and looked at her hands...
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Wednesday, Jun 3rd

A Scent Like Daphne

. Robert Villanueva
She calls him “Daddy” as he dresses, and this, for him, is the worst kind of truth she has ever uttered. The word is a stray bullet, piercing his starched white shirt and red silk tie, the armor he carries like a shell...
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Tuesday, Jun 2nd

Nonfiction: My Father's Backpack

. Miranda Campbell
The sky was Dad’s roof. He was homeless. I had often wondered where he’d go when it rained. What was it like outside the day he died?
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Monday, Jun 1st

April in June

. Brooke Parry
His rib twinged on inhale. Street lamps lit the night waxy and the air smelled of damp asphalt—it must have rained that evening. It was quiet on the roof...
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Friday, May 29th

Where Missing Girls Go

. Sarah Uheida
Blankness is a language I’ve been writing in for years. Where I come from, girls are only called girls because they weren’t born boys...
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Thursday, May 28th

Astrocetology

. Sarah Boudreau
Galactic gray whales’ migratory patterns and simple, loud vocalizations make them perfect subjects for study when mapping the universe...
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Wednesday, May 27th

Passeridae

. Wendy Wimmer
The Royal Experience Cast Member Handbook and Procedure Guide recommends that if there is a natural catastrophe of any kind (e.g. hurricanes, tidal waves, icebergs) that cast members of Royal Experience Cruises are to remain as calm as possible in order to prevent possible hysterics or rioting among the passengers...
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Tuesday, May 26th

Trumble's Brother

. Brian Mihok
Henry Trumble carried around a little void. He kept it in his pocket with his keys and spare change, and almost never took it out until the day his mother died...
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Monday, May 25th

Dewberry Vine Scars

. Audrey Wick
The only women I knew growing up who never married and never had children were nuns. That a woman would choose a single life was strange to me, akin to something like a black walnut tree...
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Friday, May 22nd

A Visit from Elyria

. John Francis Istel
Tonight, I cried and cried and cried. I haven’t cried like that in years. Not like that. Not since Petey… well, the funeral...
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Thursday, May 21st

Our Mothers

. Jordan Hagedon
Faced with the overwhelming concept of “having it all,” our mothers bucked at the idea and clamped back down on the vision of young weddings, fresh babies, and the expensive photos of us in our white gowns feeding cake to our blue-eyed husbands, who faked crying when they saw us appear at the head of the aisle, bedecked in veil and tulle...
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Wednesday, May 20th

An Eid Outfit for My Brother

. Sara Siddiqui Chansarkar
On the Muslim festival of Eid, a sister misses her brother and a mother remembers her son who's went missing five years ago.
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Tuesday, May 19th

Wordplay

. Thomas J. Misuraca
While perusing a book of Robert Browning poetry, I spotted out of the corner of my eye, movement on the opposite page...
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Monday, May 18th

Viral

. Mehdi M. Kashani
Unlike most of their kind, the six, mirrored elevators in this skyscraper didn’t drop the internet connection once he was locked inside.
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Friday, May 15th

Nonfiction: Shooting Men

. Lone Morch
Notes on seeing men, the eros of presence, and the perils of being the perfect stranger...
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Thursday, May 14th

How to Catch the Ball

. Alan Sincic
All your life you have dreamed of catching the ball and now, at last, it is time to begin...
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Wednesday, May 13th

A Few Billion Leaves

. Thomas Howarth
“Is it worth your lives?” his father had asked him, repeatedly. “Your lives? A bullet for a few billion leaves?”
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Tuesday, May 12th

We'll Still Have the Party

. Jody Brady
My mother has just left the dressing room—breathless after a string of instructions about greetings, pacing and organ cues. But there is no escape for me...
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Monday, May 11th

Bird Trap

. Kori Wood
Back before I gave up leather stitching for flesh or knew the nature of regret—fragile like the curve of skin between the thumb and pointer finger, a web so thin, it can rip open under the weight of paper—I was a scarecrow...
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Friday, May 8th

People of the World of Dust

. Ioanna Carlsen
I have a house. I have a home, I live somewhere, but whenever I visit my parents, I say I’m going home...
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Thursday, May 7th

Ruination

. Meredith Sullivan
The house smelled as it burned. It was a sickly smell, sweet in an unsatisfying way...
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Wednesday, May 6th

Sissy Fish

. Andrew Davie
Wake up hungover, either alone living in a motel as a result of an impending divorce/trial separation (she kept the house), or next to a half-naked woman you’ve met/picked up/had sex with in the previous six hours...
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Tuesday, May 5th

Babybox

. Simone Martel
Maddie darted across the bedroom carpet in her baby doll PJs, jumped up onto the chair and threw her stuffed pony into Carlotta’s face. “I won’t, Mommy. I don’t want to get into the box.” ...
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Monday, May 4th

Nonfiction: No One Is Watching

. Sarah Stuteville
I should have shoplifted more while I was pregnant...
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Friday, May 1st

Shelter

. Lisa Levine
Sunrise pain. The sore place on her back where Angelique rubs her fingers, pressing the butt of her hand and kneading, hurts too deep for the warmth of blood to heal...
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Thursday, Apr 30th

The Cottage

. Edward Ahern
Becky’s voice had the nasal rasp of someone who’d been crying. “He’s at the cottage now, Fred, but he’ll be going into the hospital next week.” ...
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Wednesday, Apr 29th

Herd Mentality

. Jay Caselberg
I saw another Einstein today. Just peddling down Sycamore Avenue on a bicycle. As if we didn’t have enough, and here was another one, large as life...
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Tuesday, Apr 28th

Darkness Brighter Than the Sun

. Amy Kitcher
“The coffin, the casket, whatever. We need a bigger one, right?” The words disappear down the crackling phone line...
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Monday, Apr 27th

Nonfiction: Worst-Case Scenario

. Nicole Im
It was late July, the hottest part of a dry California summer, and there was a piranha in the lake. I was ten...
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Friday, Apr 24th

There's Someone at the Door

. Adam McOmber
Barbara is reading a novel. It's Sunday, just after nine p.m. Her husband enters the living room, drying his hands on a dishcloth. He says: "There's someone at the door."...
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Thursday, Apr 23rd

Bear Country Blues

. John Van Kirk
At first the bears were standoffish, not rude exactly, but distant, reserved, protective of their privacy. Ray had been warned about feeding them, but that was far from his mind anyway...
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Wednesday, Apr 22nd

Space Cases

. Patrick Thomas Henry
When I was a child, my friends always told me that Tony Putnam was a real loon, a really out-there space case...
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Tuesday, Apr 21st

Body Bound

. Miranda Forman
Susan Wolfenbarger’s hand had recently begun behaving badly. Of its own volition, it jumped and danced, especially at critical moments...
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Monday, Apr 20th

Elderly Man Kills Wife, Self

. Steve Young
Jack Daniels Tennessee whiskey stains his white shirt, the paisley print tie, a present from his granddaughter Michelle last birthday. Or was it Father's Day? No matter. He is drunk; his plans have gone awry and the hour has grown very late...
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Friday, Apr 17th

The Muse's Tomb

. Rich Glinnen
Diego used oils to make a woman he'd never seen. Nevertheless, it was a woman he loved...
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Thursday, Apr 16th

Year of the Snake

. A. J. Bermudez
Chùsi is ten today, double digits, an achievement marked by the coming-of-age sacrament of frybread with sprinkles and icing for breakfast. Cupcakes are scheduled for three o’clock, but Chùsi got what she came for...
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Wednesday, Apr 15th

Some Still Sleep, Unaware

. Christine C. Heuner
At June's daycare, which ran for twenty-one years without a license, she had up to eighteen kids in and out of her Cape Cod each day...
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Tuesday, Apr 14th

The Road to Carville

. Pat Tompkins
The back of his shirt was sticking to the car seat, and it wasn’t noon yet. When the road plowed through forest, Garlan Hamilton slowed during the stretches of shade...
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Monday, Apr 13th

Revelations

. Julie Ellen Benesh
It's not like I'm Catholic, or even religious. But this time I'm awake when the Madonna appears, so I know it's not a dream...
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Friday, Apr 10th

Road out of Damascus

. Marina Hatsopoulos
The problem with telling entrepreneurs that anything is possible is that they conclude that their mobile app for tracking cat moods could land them on the Athens Stock Exchange...
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Thursday, Apr 9th

Jellyfish Soul

. Julia Gerhardt
She is clothed and he is naked. He keeps squeezing her shoulders as the showerhead soaks her hair only. He is dry. He looks at her. Then he becomes a shark, balancing upright on his tail...
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Wednesday, Apr 8th

Historical Fiction

. Michael Trocchia
Historically, there is wind, a hand for a weapon, floods and sacrifice, a woman carried off against her will...
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Tuesday, Apr 7th

Cruelest Month

. Diane G. Martin
Painting on copper plate was tricky, thought Peter. Though, as promised, it produced a smoldering, luminous under-glow, imbuing subtle, shimmering warmth to the face in his portrait...
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Monday, Apr 6th

With Their Kids, Their Cameras

. Will Pewitt
Day after Thanksgiving. Airport in my hometown. The fluorescent lights make it feel like we're in a boring imagination. My daughter Celia is asleep in my lap and we're surrounded by people in a hurry to leave family they didn't want to see for more than twenty-four hours. People firing their past lives...
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Sunday, Apr 5th

Housesitting

. George L. Hickman
I know that they will appreciate seeing the hydrangeas in the window before they step through the door. I trim their stems over the kitchen sink and fluff their leaves out of the top of the vase...
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Saturday, Apr 4th

Belly Breathing

. Bob Thurber
August and miserably hot. Unbearable, sweltering heat. The air's too thick to breathe, never mind prance around in a ratty wig and face paint...
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Friday, Apr 3rd

Dear Mrs. Nair

. Nakul Grover
Old Mr. M. M. Nair anticipated his death for quite long—every breath was his last, every sunshine a new beginning—and so he lived, alone in Delhi with the lizard who wasn't his, surrounded by a billion people that he had learned to call his own...
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Thursday, Apr 2nd

Too Big to Hold in Your Heart

. Rachel Watts
The kangaroo paws reach into the spring sky, grasping and murderous red. The white concrete brings out the greens of the native plants, standing at attention in rows outside the aged care home...
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Wednesday, Apr 1st

Sun and Sediment

. Martin Toman
During the summer holidays when I was twelve, my neighbor shot his three sons...
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Tuesday, Mar 31st

The Big Pond

. Elena Ramirez-Gorski
“I promise I wasn’t trying to kill myself. I’m really just that stupid,” I told my mom...
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Monday, Mar 30th

marriage not worth price of admission

. Joel Fishbane
When we first meet the two protagonists in the appropriately titled The Marriage of the Theatre Critic to his Wife, they are grunting through an orgasm in a dreary studio apartment...
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Sunday, Mar 29th

Cattywampus

. Robin Rozanski
It's late, and we still have to make it through one more night together...
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Saturday, Mar 28th

Twigs

. Christine Offutt
The first stick grew from my belly after my third husband died. Not all my husbands died. Just the third one...
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Friday, Mar 27th

Last Word

. Jeff Burd
We're standing on the sidewalk outside Shirley's apartment. Jimmy says it'll be the usual. Five minutes in-n-out...
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Thursday, Mar 26th

cas·u·al·ty

. Katie Ingebretson
The day that Elmo came to visit the Pentagon was the same day that the women from the Office of Human Capital Initiatives put on a fashion show, which also ended up being the day I had an anxiety attack and wore my government-issued gas mask for the first time...
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Wednesday, Mar 25th

The Poinsettia

. L. Lambert Lawson
I won my almost-husband in a game of poker...
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Tuesday, Mar 24th

Outbound

. Chris Cascio
We had just gone on first break when Gerald asked me if I thought you should take it seriously if someone you knew said she was going to kill herself...
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Monday, Mar 23rd

Planetary Disappointment

. Kristen Seikaly
She couldn't choose between one balloon planet or two. Saturn with its lush rings beckoned to her like a siren in the sea, but she pitied Uranus a bit because it wasn't much to look at and had an unfortunate name...
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Sunday, Mar 22nd

Fighting with Fire

. Frances Lefkowitz
My father was an east coast Jew who headed west out of desperation and a romantic notion of finding himself by wandering amongst ranchers and riflemen...
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Saturday, Mar 21st

You Champion

. Patrick McNeil
Again the game is Run from Rebecca. It's where they chase her around the playground and scream out her name, and run away as soon as she turns on them. Run from Rebecca, they run and they scream...
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Friday, Mar 20th

The Gallery Attendant

. Keely O'Shaughnessy
Sometimes, I visit my wife's gallery showing just to listen to her pre-recorded mission statement...
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Thursday, Mar 19th

The Butchers

. Katherine Vondy
They were not who Milwaukee's meat-lovers expected to find behind the counter of the new butcher shop...
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Wednesday, Mar 18th

All of Us

. Kathy Pham
I heard wearing black to weddings was inauspicious, so that must have been why I was vomiting into the hotel's hydrangea bush while my brother kissed his bride five stories above...
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Tuesday, Mar 17th

Left Behind

. Jeanne Wilkinson
Soon I will be left behind. This I know. This I see.
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Monday, Mar 16th

The Wasteland

. Rachel Watts
The tree was the only thing Salvador could see before the horizon. It was a relief to the eye in the desert pitted with craters and rocks...
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Sunday, Mar 15th

We Could Learn A Lot

. Lori Ann Stephens
Aimee knew that being the executor of her mother's will was a bad idea from the get-go...
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Saturday, Mar 14th

Waiting for You in Paris

. Jared Levy
I'm waiting for you in Paris. Waiting in the Champ de Mars, the park next to the Eiffel Tower. Standing on a patch of grass, wearing a tuxedo, and holding flowers...
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Friday, Mar 13th

Your Pal, Carol

. Victoria Shannon
Hey Margie, I sent a check to St. Cecilia's yesterday. I thought you should know. I don't have your email or anything, so I hope you and your lawyer husband still live in that same McMansion where you had the reception for the reunion.
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Thursday, Mar 12th

Crush

. Audra Kerr Brown
There are no practice rooms in the old band building, so they use Mr. Hammond's office for private lessons, the walls cushioned with foam to dampen the noise...
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Wednesday, Mar 11th

Sangre por Sangre

. David A. Estringel
There is nothing like the smell of Santeria. It is a distinct smell that jolts me into my body the second I find myself enveloped in it: one that suggests cleanliness—in every respect—but with a little magic mixed in...
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Tuesday, Mar 10th

Primrose

. Elizabeth Ferry
I need a creature in my life, so today I went to the pet store. There were puppies (too jumpy) and cats (too aloof) and guinea pigs (too smelly). There was a red-tailed boa, and she was it...
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Monday, Mar 9th

Forsythia

. Rosalind Goldsmith
They were on a dirt road travelling south. Rick was driving fast, and the RV kicked up whole atmospheres of dust behind them...
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Sunday, Mar 8th

Dear Boy

. John T. Biggs
I'm remembering this: grownups do not like Dear Boy...
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Saturday, Mar 7th

Comprehending Kings

. Lee Matthew Goldberg
"King," my son calls out to me. We are on an old Greyhound bus that rocks back and forth through America like an unsteady amusement park ride...
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Friday, Mar 6th

Speaking of the Weather

. Meredith Lindgren
At this point it was very hot. On the way out the stretcher popped one of the balloons. If it hadn't been startling no one would have noticed. Under the circumstances no one cared...
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Thursday, Mar 5th

Dreaming of the Netherlands

. Jennifer Companik
I noticed her heel-click-hip-twist hourglass silhouette as we walked toward bright light at the end of a long corridor between Terminal B and Terminal C...
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Wednesday, Mar 4th

Our Sky, the Ocean

. Jen Knox
We were waiting for rain the day my sister stopped talking...
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Tuesday, Mar 3rd

The Gaffe

. Mehdi M. Kashani
The film was about making a drama, which was about making a thriller, which was about making a comedy about the making of a horror flick...
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Monday, Mar 2nd

Catch the Tiger

. Kieron Walquist
You tear away your human suit. To free the animal. So it will breathe, and breed...
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Sunday, Mar 1st

Urban Terroir

. Simone Martel
With Karli's savings (evaporating like water on hot concrete), we're renting an empty lot jammed between a barbecue place and a mechanic's yard on a hardscrabble block of West Oakland...
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Saturday, Feb 29th

Mouths

. Michael Fontana
The headache never faded. First dip to the knee and a hammer struck anvil behind my eyes...
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Friday, Feb 28th

Kendra

. MFC Feeley
Two-year-old Lulu tottered on the end of the diving board, her red tutu quivering as she backed away from the brown and gold rattlesnake...
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Thursday, Feb 27th

For Rent

. Joe Baumann
The artist living in Valerie's ribcage would like to know if she could please try to tone it down with the rough sex...
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Wednesday, Feb 26th

The Center Won't Hold

. Melissa Goodnight
Their hair was smoking. That's what the kid said. Our eager faces crowded around him, marijuana hovered just above the bleachers...
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Tuesday, Feb 25th

Without a Big One

. JP Infante
You've thought about jumping...
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Monday, Feb 24th

The Sackman Street Boys

. Perle Besserman
I got into the Sackman Street Boys gang by a fluke, thanks to Deanna Miller, who found a rusty razor blade in the courtyard of our building and tested it out on the fleshy part of my arm...
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Sunday, Feb 23rd

A Murder of Crows

. Vivian McInerny
I was in the backyard filling one of the bird feeders with my daughter when our new neighbor knocked on our fence...
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Saturday, Feb 22nd

Huevos

. Erik Wennermark
When I found out I was sick I was happy. I mean, I was depressed for a couple of weeks, but then I started to look on the bright side...
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Friday, Feb 21st

I Am a Conservationist

. Charlie J. Stephens
Georgie is twelve and doesn't give a...
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Thursday, Feb 20th

contretemps

. Jamie Brown
This is a work of fiction. This is not a work of fiction...
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Wednesday, Feb 19th

Going Home

. Ioanna Carlsen
At the airport I have to make a phone call for someone to pick me up because my mother is at the hospital with my father, who has had a stroke...
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Tuesday, Feb 18th

Macular Degeneration

. Robin Vigfusson
When I told Daniel the lime margarita tasted like a menthol cigarette, he asked me what that even meant. "Astringent. Sharp. Antiseptic." ...
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Monday, Feb 17th

Affection/Affliction

. Andrea Dreiling
In a split second they become so obvious, the two things that I realize. The first is that I'm pregnant, the second is that I don't know how it happened...
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Friday, Feb 14th

People Are Just Dying to Meet You

. David Samuel Levinson
Marty Kepler sat hunched over the table all afternoon. Like the rest of the furniture in his temporary home, the table was cheap, its chairs mismatched. He wondered what Fritjof would have made of it all, of him, working on one of his "sad little stories" in the dining room of the famous writer's childhood home...
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Thursday, Feb 13th

A Girl Cooks

. María Alejandra Barrios Vélez
I wanted to cook something simple and not necessarily typical of Colombian cuisine for the occasion: maybe pasta pomodoro or beef with asparagus. As soon as I heard my dad was being released from prison, I bought a ticket to Colombia and rented an apartment so we could spend some time together...
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Wednesday, Feb 12th

Junket

. Sandi Sonnenfeld
"It wasn't the mall," I hear Jessica say. "He left her at a Safeway. Tied up in the trunk of her car." ...
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Tuesday, Feb 11th

The Chinese General

. Peter Justin Newall
The first couple of days back on land after a voyage were always difficult for Viktor Krysanov. He had never suffered from seasickness, even when he was a student at the Marine Academy...
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Monday, Feb 10th

No City for Young Bloods

. Chidiebube onye Okohia
Brown. Everything brown. Brown is the weight and hue of this city...
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Friday, Feb 7th

A Stick and a Stone

. Nathan Alling Long
When I saw him standing six-foot-six in the sun-light glare of the Texarkana Greyhound station, I thought, That must be how other people see me, so tall...
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Thursday, Feb 6th

Leda and Other Birds

. Stanley Delgado
There are many things I do like. The way the light passes through our blinds in the summer in perfect slits. The way the light, like today, in the winter, pours through the folds of our heavy drapes...
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Wednesday, Feb 5th

Why We're Swimming with the Fishes

. Catherine Elcik
Because you've made me watch The Godfather eighteen times but won't watch Gone with the Wind with me...
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Tuesday, Feb 4th

Snowfall

. Erin Jamieson
Lola, I called her. Her skin milky blue, her tiny fist curled around my hands. They let me hold her for a minute, let me bury my head into her yeasty body, still warm...
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Monday, Feb 3rd

Today's Title

. Molly Horan
It was easier to get from one side of the day to the other, Erin had decided, if you gave it a colon, or specifically, something after the colon...
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Some Objects May Appear Larger

. Devin Thomas O'Shea
As boys, Charlie Coughlin and Mike Benton knelt beside parked c­ars on the neighborhood's street curbs to twist small caps, no bigger than a pinky finger, off of tire valves and pocket them...
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The Return of the Wolves

. Edward Lodi
Winter came late to Deep Meadow Bog the year Mr. Barnes took sick. December never really happened...
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And So The Stairs Went Up

. Abigail Pearson
I had to walk away. The stairs would only ever go up and up and up...
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Morse Code for Romantics

. Anne Baldo
We were dressed to match the décor, pink peonies floating in glass bowls of water and gold glitter...
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Stiff As Boards

. S.B. Borgersen
The line of wash crackles in the freezing salt wind. "Stiff as boards," Ma says as she unpins the ice-encrusted flannel shirts, letting them fall like planks of cedar into the old tin bath she uses as a laundry basket...
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Roots

. Larry Brown
Roots probes a husband's jealousy.
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He Cannot Hear Green

. Sally Ryhanen
His decline is gradual, but a mother knows. Giant teddy bear hugs become limp, and the child turns his head, leaving a parent's kiss floundering fishlike in the air...
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Dogs, Stick People, Deer

. M. Shayne Bell
It began snowing in the night. By morning twenty-eight inches had fallen, and it still snowed...
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Dear Robert James Waller

. Ellen Wade Beals
I loved your book, so romantic and tender. Bittersweet, I think that's the right word. It's plain as day you know desire...
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The Sacrifice

. Eliza Master
His sister traced the first words of the Quran with her soft fingertip. The boy held the book while she held Manel, rocking the infant in her small arms...
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Tickling Stalin

. Michael Aliprandini
Kidnapping the old woman taught me far more than the respectable methods of Maximilian Delphinius Berlitz ever could. Kidnapping her goat was a boon I couldn't have foreseen...
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