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  • Blackboard by Bjørn Egil Johansen
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    Will You Line Up the Children?

    For pigtails, balance beams, cracks to break your mother’s back. Everything, lines. I wrote loops, not over and over but forward and forward and my line was a ...

    On August 14, 2016 / By
  • PAX East 2015 by Cathy Smith
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    On Video Games: Career Notes for Writers

    Every year PAX East, the biggest video game convention on the East Coast, hosts a panel about breaking into games journalism. It’s a chance for editors and writers accustomed ...

    On August 13, 2016 / By
  • Photo by Sonny Abesamis
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    When the old designer store downtown went out of business and was razed to the ground, the moldy crater where it had stood was adorned with posters illustrating ...

    On July 31, 2016 / By
  • Photo by vasse nicolas,antoine
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    The babies made me invincible. Even as they slept, they protected me. Even as they slept, I could stomach the dark. I could walk up the stairs, lights ...

    On July 17, 2016 / By
  • Sunset Helicopter by Marc Dalmulder
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    Sunsets of Tulum

    -an excerpt- Day Zero In the Chopper As Reed Haflinger shivered near the door in the Beverley airport lobby, he promised himself he would never let Dan talk him ...

    On July 8, 2016 / By
  • Photo by Merissa Khurma
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    The Promise of Magdoos: A Sliver of Hope in the Syrian Refugee Crisis

    This article is being published in collaboration with Harvard’s Kennedy School Review. A Jordanian woman in the Northeastern city of Mafraq had been nagging her husband for weeks to ...

    On June 20, 2016 / By
  • monkeyBars
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    Dear Rhiannon

    Dear Rhiannon, Bless you for believing when I said I’d backup danced for Paula Abdul. Bless your sister, who barely arched an eyebrow when you, all awe, shared ...

    On June 19, 2016 / By
  • Photo by: Steven Depolo
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    She had used the word like a child in a fairy tale: rattlesnake, bone break, morning wake, milkshake. There are words we use, words we skid along the ...

    On June 18, 2016 / By
  • Photo by Daniela Vladimirova


    My hairstylist says she loves Las Vegas because it’s covered in rhinestones. I love rhinoceroses. They are my favorite odd-toed ungulates. When rhinoceroses get together it is called ...

    On June 12, 2016 / By
  • Say good-bye room  by
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    Dying Lessons

    1. My mother sat in the entrance hall of her assisted living residence when I arrived.  Her Barbara Bush white hair was brushed neatly, her gnarled toes overlapped ...

    On May 28, 2016 / By
  • Photo by Jakub Szestowicki
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    “Eyes” by William H. Gass: A Review

    William Gass is a master of the English language. His prose is smooth and muscular: at once honey dripping off a hot tin roof, and a hammer encased ...

    On May 15, 2016 / By
  • Photo by: PROredagainPatti
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    disperse you       trace me, trace me trace me back until before you,   until before there was you–   forward until the after-effects of you ...

    On April 30, 2016 / By