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Waking Up in Gravesend

Luisa Colón -

Sometimes through my veil of hair, I caught sight of my former best friend Nadia in the halls, wearing our school’s varsity jacket with Class...

The Bride

Carley Moore -

In my nightmare, Sasha is in the sliding car in front of me on the Wonder Wheel....

Letting Snails Go

Nora Lange -

Birdy got busted after less than a day back upstate. Busted by Margaret in front of Sunfrost Farms grocery store collecting...

Remain Open To It, Without Naming It

Nick Farriella -

Excitable Matèo Joseph, security guard, would be the first to enter the ninth-floor elevator of St. Peter’s...

Autobiography

Ashley P. Taylor -

By Buny With Ashley P. Taylor For my grama, Grama. She’s also name Sandi. ...

Anniversary

Maya Perez -

Watching her husband snore, it occurred to Martine that perhaps she was the problem. Maybe she just didn’t like people anymore. Everyone was irritating...

Swings

Lynn Steger Strong -

He was scrolling Twitter, trying to remember what time felt like when it was weightless and unstructured;...

Bath Salts: an excerpt

Robert Haller -

I wasn’t a bad girl. None of it had been my idea. Under the gazebo in the ...

Ice for Martians

Claudia Ulloa Donoso -

In Peru, the word “marciano” refers both to Martians and to a...

The Cure For Crying

Grace Elliott -

It took three days for the doctors to be certain, but the tear duct removal surgery was...