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  • Pieces About A Small Indiana Factory Town, 1861-1984 (Samuel C. Hasler)

    Colonel Bridges laid my first brick; he slathered the first layer of mortar. To that mortar he added a strong dose of his spittle. From there I rose over the city of Jackson, absorbing it into myself until I became the city, serving to lift the effluence from the works below into the heavens above.

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  • Rebel Glitches (Selim Tlili)

    Domestic optimization was the norm. Doubtless the digital annulment date was preset, with the standard option to revoke if both parties agreed. Counselors would be notified and the newly decoupled would be placed back on the affinity market, with their newly developed partner preference tastes biometrically optimized.

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  • Purple Sunset, Or A Peep Through The Window of Heaven (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)

    Her grandmother’s house was not all she imagined it would be. It was more. A duplex adorned with wisteria, and a backyard that boasted a cornucopia of different flowers. She became a butterfly of homosapien descent, and paid visits to the flowers on a daily basis.

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  • Murder in General (John Scot-Morton)

    People paced about, and it wasn’t long before police and medical staff were on the scene. People poured out of the hospital’s main entrance and surrounded us. It wasn’t long before I found myself on a trolley being moved through the hospital. An oxygen mask went over my face, and I found myself taking deep…

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  • The Stain (Rita Santos)

    The Stain (Rita Santos)

    I called her two days before they ruled her death in the death certificate, and she didn’t answer, but I didn’t think much of it. I guessed I would try again some weeks later, eventually. The neighbors called the police when they smelled the rot.

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  • The Call (Mikka Robelle CT)

    The phone finally rang and I rushed to it. There were sounds of pots and pans banging against each other in the kitchen and the boisterous energy of my family filled the house, but I could still hear my own heart thumping loud, as if it was going to jump out of my chest. The…

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  • Arise, O Compatriots And Other Poems (Marvel Chukwudi Pephel)

    even though they are shooting us dead on the streets, even though these politicians don’t care if we eat or not, even though these legislators call us fools, even if the headline every morning is about fuel hike, even though we can’t tell where this country is heading, even though we have been looking for…

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