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Avalon Manly

SKIN LIKE LIGHTS I went to the funeral on a Tuesday, which I thought was kind of shitty. A Saturday morning funeral, …

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Khanh Ha

A YELLOW ROSE FOR THE SINNER The smell of camphor when I opened the clothes drawers made me stop. Uncle Vinh had …

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Elizabeth Kirschner

THE SHIPWRECKED WORLD As we sailed a small sloop in Chesapeake Bay, Dorothy Heckinger, whose homeliness—modest, unmentionable, was punctuated by pimples that …

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Emily Greenlund

APRIL 16, 2020 The yellow house has red trim and large windows facing the street. From the view at the end of …

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Claire Zajdel

Father Dominic hears confessions on Tuesdays and Thursdays between five and five-thirty. At the same time, a rosary devotion lead by a …

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James Hanna

Strutting Hog The highway is for gamblers, better use your sense. -Bob Dylan                                                                      You are alive to the moment—nothing more. …

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David Desjardins

JOHNNY SEVEN The two of them slid downhill through the briars in back of the house. There’d been a drought that summer, …

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Kathie Giorgio

IF AUDUBON STUDIED FATHERS For almost all of his forty-five years, since he learned to write at age four, Jeff filled notebooks …

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Letta Cartlidge

MAMI WATA AND THE BATURI GIRL (Mother Water and the White Girl) The first time Mami Wata saw the baturi girl, the …

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Timothy Reilly

HE’S NOT HERE  “They knew they were going up to the country whence the shadows fall.” –George MacDonald, “The Golden Key” For …