TEA by Kristal Peace

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Ah…uh…well…hmm. I say, old chap, I hope you won’t take offense at – uh…no, no thank you. No tea for me. I…uh...don’t…that is, I eat and drink at home. What I make, you see....

FREE SAMPLES by Olake Muhammad

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The grey tray dropped to the ground. “I’m going to have to grab more samples. Where did this line of people come from?” Candance whispered to herself. The crowd backed away from Candance as...

SPIN CYCLES by Kira Morris

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Quarters sometimes feel like they were wedged between old movie theater seats– rusted, dirty, and smelling vaguely like a darkening room. Maybe it was because I was a cashier for a department store, but...

MEET CUTE by Marquise Smith

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I hated summer. The permeating stench of burning cigarettes, porous sweat and cough-inducing car fumes made my head swim and sway with a mixture of nausea and annoyance. I didn’t know why I left...

RUMPELSTILTSKIN Adelaide B. Shaw

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"What can I do, Joanna?  I want to help."             I turned away from Magda's outstretched arms and averted the hug she had tried to give twice before. The late afternoon sunlight filtered through the...

I SHOULD’VE BEEN A COWBOY by Christopher Cosmos

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I should’ve been a cowboy. I’d have learned to rope and ride, as the song goes. I’d have lived a life without rules, a life without borders and a life without states or nations, because out...

THAT’S WHERE YOU GO by Peter Dellolio

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Early morning.  Crisp autumn of the schoolyard.  Beginning of the school day.  Donna’s father crouches.  Squatting he points.  To guide Donna.  Long high wall.  Blocking October sun.  In front of the wall Donna’s father. ...

CATCH AND RELEASE by Emily Grandy

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When he woke at noon to the sound of buzzing cicadas and fuggy heat, the first thing that came to Lloyd Sherman’s mind was a memory of water. The slip of the canoe into...

ANIE’S ALIEN HUNT by Malcolm Flynn

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“C-Could you guys remind me, why are we here again?” Korria said from the back seat.            “Like I said! We’re gonna summon aliens! Colada and I have been sticking our noses into research for...

ENHANCED by Ethan Michael

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Step after step the beat of drums grew louder, the dreary moss hangs from the grated cubes that line the ceiling, blood coursing through my veins like an untamable river rapid. My vision focused...