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Confession

Holli Carrell All my life, I’ve hungered  for a quiet privacy.   I must explain this to you.  As a girl, I wanted   a door, deep in the vault   of my...

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Kwong Kwok Wai

The Map of A Myth V Oil and acrylic on canvas The Map of A Myth VI Oil and acrylic on canvas Kwong Kwok Wai As a former journalist, Kwong Kwok Wai changed paths in becoming a painter, alongside the...

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Things I Can Remember

Jeff Whitney The name of the bag of sugar I carried around for two weeks in seventh grade because it was my baby. The stampede of cows my brother and I teased to chasing  in New Mexico the year...

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Vaiva Kovieraite-Trumpe

The Other Places, No. 7 Mixed media The Other Places, No. 8 Mixed media Liminen, No. 2 Mixed media Liminen, No. 9 Mixed media The Other Places, No. 27 Mixed media Vaiva Kovieraitė-Trumpė born in...

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Adam in Eden

Shay Swindlehurst 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Contest Honorable Mention God had made for Adam a Jungle. The Gardens of Eden rioted, strived against Adam’s toil. Each day he cut the...

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Jemah Curtis

Catharsis Black and white conte pastels and pencils Jemah Curtis is an emerging Australian artist and Arts/Law student at the University of Sydney. Her dramatized, monochrome self-portraits hinge on...

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51.2

2022 Spring Fiction Contest Winner A Bed Filled with Birds by Faith Shearin 2022 Spring Nonfiction Contest Winner Ariel by Lucien Darjeun Meadows 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Contest Winner New Theories...

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Chronicle

by featured artist Olga Nenazhivina New YorkMedium: ink on paper Fish Medium: ink on paper I work in all mediums, but mainly ink and paper. These media are natural materials with live energy....

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Another Word for Gone

Jessica Rapisarda Runner-up for the 2021 Spring Nonfiction Contest It begins, as it always does, with light. At 4:54 a.m., I open my eyes, and a constellation winks to life in my darkened bedroom....

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Fruit

Jen Stewart Fueston When this began, you dreamedI owned a clay bowl & I told you how at night,the glow of the kitchen apples meant something to me like desire,their scarlet skins spent in a...

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