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  • Playing House

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Octavio Quintanilla My seven-year-old wife has dinner ready for me by the time I come home. I’m a year older than she is and we have two children, though we are not sure of how we got them. After dinner, and after the small talk, we send them off to bed. They wed their… Read more

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  • Sunflower Stems/Notes From the Reckoning

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Noelle Barrera On the first day, we were surprised when the moths started raining down from the sky. We were standing on sidewalks, drinking coffee in dimly-lit rooms, walking with friends on the streets when they started dropping down from trees — with vivid punctured red-green bodies, dead moths the size of dogs, the… Read more

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  • Collection by JJ Philips

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    By JJ Philips JJ Philips (Jeanine Johnson-Philips) pursued art from middle school through college, but after getting married and raising a family, art was put on the back burner. By the time her children were older, she toyed around with the idea of revisiting her artistic side, but being a full-time employee, there just didn’t… Read more

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  • Dear Friend

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Kara Killinger I wish you could stay longer. I’ll never admit it, but I’d let you be here all the time if that was what you wanted. You could eat my canned peaches, drink my boxed wine, sleep in my bed, lounge on the couch over there, and just always be looking at me.… Read more

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  • Treasure Hunting

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Kara Killinger When Pop takes you and Kenneth to roam the thin strip of sand between the grass and the lake, you will find treasures including a red and white bobber, broken sunglasses, and a fishing lure shaped like a strange worm. You will put the treasures in a bucket to show Momma and… Read more

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  • Dust

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Natalie Rogers I was just a speck of dust on the wall. I’ve lived here for 1,752 days, but what did I really know? I had no central nervous system. I had no brain. I didn’t even have a body. I was a mass of tangled long hairs and dead skin cells; so very… Read more

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  • A Brother’s Responsibility

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Joy Umoekpo It all started a few months ago on a normal day. Trent had just finished some biology homework from his college and was preparing to pick up his younger brother Edwin from his classes when he received the phone call. His mouth fell open. His car keys fell from his hands and… Read more

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  • A Testimony About Love

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Adam Toler Finding a topic for a Christian talk is always complicated. After all, Christianity has been around for centuries, and novelty is a bit hard to come by – most of the time, your audience can guess your direction right off the bat. I was praying about it, but I had a fairly even-keel summer break… Read more

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  • Rock-n-Roll Hearts and Trains

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Angela Carlton Music saved her. While her father was strung-out, sleeping the days away, it was music that saved her, sharp melodies, those catchy little lyrics that landed inside a song. It lifted her. Sometimes he’d take five pills, six, as many as ten a day for the pain. Her father, Daddy Ted, was… Read more

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  • Door Signs

    May 18, 2020 by

    By Margaret Rozga No shirt, no shoes, no service Please close door securely Emergency Exit Authorized Personnel Only Do Not Disturb Do Not Enter Closed Until Further Notice Closed Exit No firearms allowed Enter Open Pull Key available at service desk Women Men Push Men/Women/Family Welcome Wisconsin Poet Laureate Dr. Margaret Rozga creates poetry from… Read more

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Headlights - T. Mesnick | Her boyfriend smelled like gasoline. This wasn’t normal—he usually smelled like warm bread, and it was the most attractive thing about him—but in this moment she tried to breathe shallowly to avoid the bitter stinging of the odor in her throat as she rested her head on his shoulder.

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