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Associations

Giljoon Lee Which came first? The eggor the sperm. The apple or the throat.My throat closing in on itself. Umma putting sweet yuja tea to my lips.Saying, When the body is ill, the nectar drains...

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Cherry Bomb

C. E. Janecek FINDINGS: There is a T1 hypointense, T2 hyperintense lesion within the left anterior pituitary. This measures approximately 6 mm coronal by 5 mm sagittal by 7 mm craniocaudal.  The...

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Rapture with Foul Mouth

Kale Hensley In vain, I wore this flesh as a mistake, bred so            proper by this derelict age. Oh, despise do I the decorum of being crossed: be meek,...

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Never Look a Gift Horse in the Mouth

Daniel Brennan the gift. the gifthorse. the horse’s mouth.the rubber cut of tongueand sour steep of breath.the outstanding threat: never look.the troublesome desire to look. his tonguepressed into...

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Little Red

Mary Simmons Yes. Yes. What else is there to say? There are no wolves in the forest. We killed them all and let our children beg. Meat in the sun, sweet enough. Basketfuls of hungry, hungry flies....

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Forbidden Fruit

Shreya Fadia They say that when you’re pregnant, fetal cells migrate through the placenta, embedding themselves into the interior fabric of you, the process a sort of colonization, the result a...

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Haibun for when my father does yoga for the first time

Rukan Saif The last time I saw my father this close to God was when the doctors cut open his chest and took his heart into their palms and named it lost. So when he declines the call to prayer for...

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The Second Handle

Cila Warncke Content Warning: This essay contains depictions of and discusses the following sensitive topics: sexual assault.   Everything has two handles, one by which you can carry it, the other...

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My girlfriend threw up on every carnival ride we went on, without exception

Katie Jean Shinkle The lights of the carousel blink once twice in distress.     You are on main stage dressed in all-black to blend in, to never be seen. Instead, I squirrel you away my...

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Penance

Ecem Yücel Content Warning: This essay contains depictions of and discusses the following sensitive topics: domestic violence, animal death. I once rebelled against my mother, whispers mother. She...

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