THE ANATOMY OF DISCONNECTED LINES by Tim Harris

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The Anatomy of Disconnected Lines I first noticed him on the other side of Westbury Avenue, as we both made our way to the bus stop. Even through heavy traffic I could see his brogues had...

LESS WE FORGET by Gretchen Weaver

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“Her name is Dua Lipa, mom, not Leepa Dupa,” says my very exasperated 15-year-old son.    “Oh, you know who I’m talking about,” I laugh it off, but ugh. My own mother does this too—goofs up the...

PRETTY ENOUGH by Grace Meadows

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Pretty Enough Ever since I was a child, I knew I wanted to be beautiful. The kind of beautiful that merits a second glance when walking down the street, so beautiful like a model or...

A DREAMER’S COMMENCEMENT by Marie Seeba

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A Dreamer’s Commencement Restless. Anxious. Overwhelmed. I moved to New York over two weeks ago now, and I haven’t had a full night’s rest since. Writing this, it shocks me to realize it’s only been two...

GREAT EXPECTATIONS: A BIRTH STORY by Tom Sibley

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Great Expectations: A Birth Story “She could be here by tomorrow morning.” my wife Rachel beamed.             I was equally as excited, “I just can’t wait to meet her.” Somehow under the impression that my newborn...

PUNCH YOU IN THE EYE by Rachael Wesley

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Punch You in the Eye Have you ever been bullied?  If you attended high school, there’s a chance that you have been.  Movies have us programmed to think that bullying only happens to nerds at...

THE DOMESTIC SIDE OF IMPERIALISM by Mariana Graciano

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The Domestic Side of Imperialism: An Argentine Mother Raising Black Kids during the Presidential Transition in the US By Mariana Graciano Fantasmas The night before the election my 3 –almost 4– year old son, Camilo, woke up with...

HOW COVID STRENGTHENED MY RELATIONSHIP by Sarah de Leon

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                          HOW COVID STRENGTHENED MY RELATIONSHIP I am at a weird, in-between stage in my relationship. My boyfriend hasn’t popped the big question yet, but everyone knows it is going to happen any day...

YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE by Laura Gaddis

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You Are My Sunshine Evelyn and I rocked in the glider. With her birth two months before we expected, we had little more than a crib, mattress, and a carseat. We had some clothes and...

FUTURE, PAST, PRESENT, AND ALL OF THE DAYS OF INFAMY AND GRACE IN-BETWEEN by...

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Future, Past, Present And All of the Days of Infamy and Grace In-between One night in 2002 “Mom, do you ever wonder what the future is gonna look like?” I don’t know if it was the water’s soothing...