THE SETTING by Emily Vest

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The Crescent Woods Skate Park Drake chants from teenagers’ Bluetooth radios, his voice reverberating against the hot metal skateboard ramps of this summer evening. Elementary school kids sneaker up the ramps and slide back down,...

THE CATCH by Kristen Langlois

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I’ve always hated fishing. My father took me when I was a teen, and the horror thatfollowed ensured I’d never do it again. My husband loves fishing, and when he first asked mewhy I...

HOW TO TELL PEOPLE I AM WORDLESS WHEN I AM UNABLE TO SAY IT...

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People used to say I was special. It wasn’t so much that my personality set me apart, I was painfully shy and gave little of myself away. The “gift” I was told I had...

THE STORY OF THE STORYTELLERS by Richard Owen Collins

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This is the kind of thing I would normally put in a fictional story I’m writing as part of a character’s opinion. It’s like I’m protecting myself that way. Because the thing is I have...

PRIDE AND PREJUDICE: LOST AND FOUND by Anu Kumar

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My first encounter with Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice was an old Dean and Son edition from 1950. It's sharp-edged hardbound cover, glazed and awash with colors, showed a man in a long frock...

ILLNESS AND THE MOVEMENT OF TIME by A.M. Palmer

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Illness and the Movement of Time Reflections on Architecture, Music, and the Benefits of Raw Honey (2018) The movement of time becomes painfully apparent when one is ill, either droning on during treatment and recovery, or...

NEW BEGINNINGS by Lisa James

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Sydney McLaughlin shattered her own world record by .78 seconds.  That was world record number four in two years.  Her first came when she became the only woman to dip below 52 seconds in...

GOING TO INDIA by Lynne Golodner

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The Leaving Between the tropical forest and the Dehradun airport, men watched planes land and leave. Arms overhanging the fence, chins on hands, they stared. What did they see? People coming and going when they could...

BROWN by Violet Piper

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"I cannot believe you got her a kazoo." Gemma grimaced at her youngest child, Ayla, who spiritedly blew into my plastic birthday gift. The toddler accompanied the room as we serenaded her; she kazooed with...

NAMES, NAMES, NAMES by Jae-Hyun (Jesse) Cho

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On my first day of school in second grade, Mr. Sharp asked my mother, Mrs. Kim, to come inside his classroom to ask if she had any questions. My mother shook her head no,...