PEQUENA by Taylor Martin

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PEQUENAby Taylor Martin  Pequena rustled in my arms, I tussled to calm her down. The looks from my schoolmates spelled disgust, dirty gazes at her dirt covered feathers. I ignored them all. In the midst...

WRAPPING THINGS UP RIGHT by Susan Swanson

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WRAPPING THINGS UP RIGHTby Susan Swanson A little more than a week after surgery I brought Ma home. She was still “Ma” even though Bill, roommate at Yale, had pulled me aside and said I’d...

FINDING THE END by Idalis Nieves

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FINDING THE ENDBy Idalis Nieves             Ebony Rose didn’t care for interacting with the other students in her sixth grade class other than through the seating chart devised by Mrs. Anna. The kids in her...

FABULOUSLY FALLEN by Callista Van Allen

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FABULOUSLY FALLENby Callista Van Allen Being the angel on someone’s shoulder is impossible when they don’t listen, no matter what you do. There isn’t even a devil on their other shoulder—no one else they’re listening...

STALLER BREAKS by Phil Brunetti

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Staller Breaks Philip Brunetti It was all on stall for a short while longer.  He’d put himself on stall.  This was one of the few options.  Now that his heart was broken and he’d wept in...

IMAGE AND VOICE by Liz Whitt

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IMAGE & VOICEby Liz Whitt It was the first time he ever saw her. He was ten years old and he could feel the warmth seeping from his skin as it rested on the smooth,...

A GROCER’S LIST by Charlie Turner

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A GROCER’S LISTby Charlie Turner Three dozen eggs. Ollie stands in the middle of the mess with a cigarette behind his ear. Our father, the deli manager, is across the store flirting with some young...

THE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLAR SUIT – By Linda Boroff

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The Hundred Thousand Dollar SuitBy Linda Boroff  “I wish the Asteroid would just put us out of our misery already,” David said, raising his arms to beckon the night sky outside my door. “Come, come.”...

BY NO MEANS by B. P. Herrington

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BY NO MEANSby B. P. Herrington The fly skittering across the sales counter fiddled its forelegs and sprang up in an aimless drift.  In the acrid odor of fertilizer and feed, Davis slouched at the...