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Conversations With My GP
by Letty McHugh Would you describe your experience as dizziness, light-headedness, or vertigo? My brain has broken and now I’m constantly aware I am a stationary body on a spinning planet in a spinning galaxy in a spinning universe. I would describe it as that bit on a roller coaster when you pass the peak… Continue reading
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Concrete Elegy
by Sofia Bagdade Yesterday I fell off my bike. The truth is,under lamplight, the bruises rich as berries& blue too from all the pinching, when my knees hit the pavement it was prayeror the white pews peeled with paint and backsweat, our thighs almost touching on velvet seats. White-hot moment of suspense, my hipbent to… Continue reading
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The Last Umrah
by Aaqilah Mangarun The darkness of the night blanketed the sandy terrain outside my bus window. I was already bored beyond my mind with the desert view during daylight, and the night didn’t do it any better. My eyelids threatened to shut close—it was around 8 PM, I think—but I didn’t want to fall asleep.… Continue reading
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Subsidence
by Francis Dylan Waguespack Millimeters (Annual Measurement)In Terrebonne Parish, subsidence occurs at a rateof thirty-five millimeters per year, a disappearance actmeasured in a stretching distance between step and ground,in water lines on buildings like faded magic-markercharting growth spurts on your childhood bedroom door.The Corps calls this relative sea level rise, a bureaucrat’s term for drowning.Once,… Continue reading
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Dangling Participle by Gail Purdy
Gail Purdy is a writer and visual artist living on the west coast of British Columbia. She is the runner up recipient of the 2021 International Amy MacRae Award for Memoir. Her writing has appeared in the 2021 Amy Award Anthology, The Bluebird Word, Last Syllable, Quillkeepers Missing Pieces Grief Anthology, Witcraft, rhizomag, and Four… Continue reading
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Mom’s Mom’s Mom’s Music Box
by Nora Esme Wagner Mom’s music box is being auctioned off on eBay. Not her exact one—that disappeared with her. Delia and I upended the entire house, opening air vents, the false back board in her closet, the paint cans left in the garage from when she decided to paint all the walls lemon. She… Continue reading
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Your Fictional Life
by David Raney I’ll admit it: I’m a word nerd. Books lean from stacks on my floor and bedside table; I read at coffee shops, on elevators, at red lights. Years ago a new neighbor mused, “I’m gonna have to get some books for all these shelves,” articulating a problem I’m not familiar with. Reading… Continue reading
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The Resolution of a Woman’s War
by Kaci MoDavis Kaci MoDavis is a Pennsylvania-born writer and MFA Candidate in The Writer’s Foundry in Brooklyn, NY. She’s the Fiction Editor for Mouthful of Salt and Assistant Managing and Marketing Editor for Tabula Rasa Review. Continue reading
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Two Poems by Elizabeth S. Gunn
Invitation I cannot describe my aeipathy for you, so I sift through an orange and stony desert. Its immense worldbeneath each fuzzy, violet Antelope Bitterbrush. Its pouring screeand dry bed rivers and hot antivenom for indifference.Mycologists comb for lichens that find their way through ancient plutonic rocks to thrive on petrified wood. Waters come and go. Monsoon… Continue reading
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DIES IRAE
by Garrett Speller I think, it would start with the wind, a simple,Summer thing, winding its way over whitecaps and waterboardsSkirting up mountains to mingle with clouds that hangOver mountaintops, then descending into forests and bringingThe first hints of storm, A whisper of rain, a darkening sky crawling fromBehind verdant peaks, their descent inevitableAnd brutal… Continue reading
January House Literary Journal 