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Parting Ways with Her Long-Term Rental Agreement
Jeannie E. Roberts
Prettiness is not a rent you pay for occupying a space marked ‘female’.
—The Secret Lives of Dresses by Erin McKean
It never sat well
—The Secret Lives of Dresses by Erin McKean
It never sat well
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Miriam
Alec Solomita
The kids in our group of friends discovered each other at Edison Junior High. The school was a little unusual because it serviced two bordering neighborhoods, the middle- to…
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What “Never Again” Left Out
Raghoodi Azab
Tap, tap, tap. My pencil whispered, scribbling annotations onto the paper. Then, my eyes flickered to the title: "The Perils of Indifference." This White House address, delivered…
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Cupcake
Jomiyan
TWIG — frail, self-conscious, careful in her movements. Wears a loose white dress.BUCK — large, extravagant, magnetic. Wears loose black layers.SETTING: Scene One: A party, in memory — smoke, chatter, half-light. Scene Two: TWIG’s…
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The Appointment for the Spectrum
Jaia Papitz
PARTICLEThey assembled it on the roof the way men build sins. Quietly. With confidence that had no permission.A broken steel bowl flipped upside down to catch whatever fell from the sky.…
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Bulă, or How We Invented Quantum
Jaia Papitz
A literary satire about laughter, bureaucracy, and the small cosmic errors that keep reality from sealing itself shut.