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Ingress
C.A. Schaefer
Nonfiction
,
Prose
Dust remembers what we try to forget, preserves the hidden, and keeps evidence in wait.
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“This is a Body” and other poems
Teri Vela
Poetry
it is a form of mothering / to hurt yourself / rather than others
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To My Father, on the One-Year Anniversary of His Death
Zoe Fenson
Nonfiction
,
Prose
I am standing at the ironing board, running a hot iron over a folded and stitched-together strip of quilting cotton to make bias tape.
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“bastard” and other poems
Dena Igusti
Poetry
anjing my mother calls you. / how dare you defy what god has given you?
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How Things Are Done
Issy Manley
Art
,
Nonfiction
The way restaurants work has never been fair — yet everyone just seems to accept it.
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Rupture
Marianne Manzler
Nonfiction
,
Prose
The first time I watched you kill a fish, you were methodical and emotionless, striking it in one blow.
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The Salvageman
Rebecca Valley
Poetry
I want to talk to you about awe / what it means to turn / yourself over
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Beyond the Distance
Vanmayi Shetty
Art
,
Nonfiction
,
Prose
What makes a country great? Surely the answer doesn’t lie in vast tracts of forest land that have been converted into concrete megastructures
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I Keep Counting Up
Lauren Krauze
Nonfiction
,
Prose
Four weeks. Four weeks and still the virus. Things that were once normal now seem absurd.
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Bury Me Next to Your Name
Dayna Cobarrubias
Fiction
,
Prose
“I need you to do something for me,” you said as you sat across from me in the locker room.
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Fruit of the Earth • The Winter the Women Went to Sleep
R. Bratten Weiss
Poetry
I have wasted these curses on minor disappointments.
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The Way we Are Buried
Lisa Chen
Nonfiction
,
Prose
The true cost of dying lies beyond the sick. It buries itself in the people who try to love the sick.
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Makeshift Borders
Nnadi Samuel
Poetry
retracing frowns is how we forego boundaries, to chase greener passports.
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White Vulture • Random Access Memory
Stuti Pachisia
Poetry
When we raise our hands now, the air is flush / with vacancies.
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Before After
Issue Parent
To deconstruct something is not to destroy it, but to understand how it was built, part by part; what can our new narratives teach us about the reality that’s been there all along?
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