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Jul 6, 20221 min read
cities, by Ritoshree Chatterjee
i have gathered bits of skin and memory and have packed myself in Tupperware to a city whose name only birds have heard at my hometown in...
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Nov 14, 20211 min read
sunflowers, by McKenna Themm
I’ve learned to resonate with the small and empty space between the brush strokes that comprise the wilting leaves shadowed beneath...
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Sep 22, 20211 min read
When You’re Old (IV), by Robert L. Penick
This world has outgrown us outpaced and outlasted us left us in the rear view mirror waved goodbye with a middle finger advised us our...
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Sep 8, 20216 min read
In Kitchens We Trust, by Sarah Munn
Phone calls to the kitchen during service were a nuisance, so I was gruff when I answered. I regret that now. “Kitchen. Chef.” “Raych,...
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Jul 21, 20214 min read
Weather Story, by Kim Horner
On Aug. 8, 2011, the temperature in Dallas was expected to soar above 100 for the 37th day in a row. The big question was whether we...
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805lit
Jul 7, 20219 min read
Tithing, by Sean Dolan
I. The Collector knocks on our door in the middle of the night, beating on the cherrywood to the rhythm of an old incantation. We awake,...
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805lit
Jun 30, 20213 min read
The Little Mermaid, by Cezarija Abartis
He did not expect the heartache of his life to lead to this bar and this barstool and this mermaid on Halloween. She pushed the green...
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805lit
Jun 16, 20211 min read
Swamp Monster, by Emily Rozitis
At the very bottom of my bathtub, there is a space for the darkness. It exists for the dark ...
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805lit
Mar 24, 20214 min read
On Tuesday, by Sudeepta Sanyal
Shanti rolls the loose end of the sari and ties it tightly around her waist. She sits down on the inverted tin and dusts the stone on...
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805lit
Mar 15, 20212 min read
Leave me, by Zainab Batool
If your pain could speak to you, it would say "leave me" You've been taking me all along Carrying the ache in your hands. Halt your steps...
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805lit
Dec 16, 20201 min read
Approximations, by Tania Mitra
Flustered, I call my mother— “Ma, how many spoons of Ginger-Garlic paste do I put?” First, I spent 19 years longing To leave home, and...
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805lit
Nov 10, 20202 min read
Dwojak (The Polish Word for Twin), by Brooke Lehmann
I catalog beauty, collect it like stones in a river gathered together, letting the rush of water smooth their course edges. I hope the...
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