Tag: 55.2

Below Parallel

Aurora Bodenhamer I didn’t learn how to read until I was twelve. In my first film, Love in a Blameless Land or How I Gambled It All Away, I was cast to play an intellectually disabled child. My...

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A History of Smoking, Hit-and-Run, and Monsoon Season: A Flash Collection

Matthew Torralba Andrews A History of Smoking I miss when a visit to Tita Min’s house involved me holding a pretzel stick to my lips, mimicking my aunt, so confident and composed over her San...

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Unsolicited Malady

Danielle Bradley Patricia was waiting to hear if her kidney stone was large enough to be surgically removed. It was the first thing, the kidney stone being too big to safely pass through her urethra,...

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Ignite

Daniel Lurie2026 Poetry Spring Contest Winner There’s nothing as lonely as the long claw of a train horn.  Like a tail, three boxcars trail in its wake, the first stuffed  with spotted loons...

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The Players

Sarah Destin I could see them across the lawn, sitting in a lopsided circle by the water, so I waved and walked toward them, slowly, glancing down occasionally to avoid goose shit. I would just stay...

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Ghazal Beginning with a Line by Frank O’Hara

Adam Gianforcaro I am the least difficult of men. All I want is boundless love.For the loveless world to rile in empathy and reflect itself in the love-  drenched puddles of tenderness. To not...

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In the Dissonance

Maggie Hart THIRTY-FOUR DAYS BEFORE The woman entered the confessional room that Saturday afternoon without any shame or chagrin, an abnormality for a sinner at reconciliation. She slammed the door...

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The Day The Women Walked Out From Their Frames

Amanda Chiado Every woman displayed in the Museum of Ordinary Women left. Someone blamed the Mexican women in the big colorful skirts for starting the getaway song. Criminal magenta, fuchsia,...

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The Boy Who Almost Smiled

Wasima Khan Before there were boats, barbed wires, and frozen mornings in northern Europe, there was a courtyard in Aleppo where jasmine climbed the walls, and his sister sang to the birds. In the...

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Oscillating Bathrub, 1899

Ross White Some technologies fail, and though I’m sure a few lucky bathers found oscillating tubs under their trees on Christmas morning at the turn of a new century, I bet by ‘01 those...

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