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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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Memories of Ace, in Reverse Chronological Order

Megan Falley VIII. Ace places his hand on the Bible in front of the judge and swears to tell the truth. But Ace is an atheist.  Don’t you have anything more meaningful for him? I want to ask...

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The Greyhound in Repose

John Dudek It’s true you didn’t do this, didn’t breed in the long limb and overbuilt joints that deny the hardwood any give, that fold the dog like a yarn swift. It was built not for comfort...

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Welcome to Bad Mom Club

(Nine Alternatives to Reconciliation) Marne Litfin Winner of the 2021 Spring Nonfiction Contest “Is the Great American Novel you’re working on, the story of a young girl, who was emotionally...

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The Shape of Grief

Alyssa Quinn In the doctor’s office, a woman describes the shape of her pain.  “There is a hard pillar inside of me,” she says. “Cylindrical. Metallic. It stretches from the pit of my...

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The Duck Walk

Erica Plouffe Lazure I am a known heretic in these parts because I mow the lawn on Sundays. I can feel my neighbor’s eyes on my back on the Lord’s Day as I maneuver through my special, signature...

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manifesto for the bones of a blue whale suspended from the ceiling

Kathryne David Gargano the boy says: devils cannot move human semen locally! he cries it in the streets, flogging his papers / so sensational, this boy— he forgets so earnestly the way women are...

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Recrudescence

Annie Lampman A single person is missing for you, and the whole world is empty. —Philippe Ariès I. May 19, 1980: grey ash falling like a dirty, late spring snowstorm in northern Idaho, shuttering...

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