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“Children Will Drown In Water Like This” by Rachel Luria

By Rachel Luria | August 10, 2018

The girl watches the boy from the kitchen window. He’s fishing in the canal, which is little more than a drainage ditch, but it does have fish and maybe a gator. The boy knows she is watching, so he casts…

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“The Color of Water” by Joshua Jones

By Joshua Jones | July 27, 2018

i. The ocean below is a slab of stone, stretching endlessly beyond the tips of the plane’s wings. Only dabs of cloud interrupt it, and Rishi is bored. His mother’s phone won’t come on. It’s still too hot. It always…

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“Mulberry Street” by Madiha Sattar

By Madiha Sattar | July 13, 2018

Lucy doesn’t understand where I’m from and bends forward at me with a frown and shouts “where?!” when I say Pakistan, so at some point I started saying Atlanta, Georgia instead. And she doesn’t understand what I do for a…

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“Brothers” by BD Feil

By BD Feil | June 29, 2018

LAST. Barney looked over to the far feedhole where Luther pitched hay slow and steady with his head down and it was the way he worked at everything. Light from the stalls underneath floated up like batter into the dark…

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“Watershed” by Jack Noland

By CRAFT | June 15, 2018

Distilling a city to its essence is a fool’s errand, but Dublin in December tests the fool. It’s all magnified: wind-blown rain; the serious, northern-latitude darkness that drives pub traffic and tea sales; a high holiday looming that’s both hearty-Catholic…

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“A Last-Minute Addendum” by Jess E. Jelsma

By Jess E. Jelsma | June 1, 2018

Let it be entered into the record by fifteen-year-old Yael [Last Name Redacted] of New York, NY: The recent presentation, entitled “The Finest Little Girl in the World,” given by Dr. Feinstein and Dr. Letham at the Annual Conference for…

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“The Rabbi’s Wife” by Robin Black

By Robin Black | May 11, 2018

How many funerals over the years? She couldn’t say. The rabbi’s wife loses count. People have no idea how constant death is. They think it’s an event. It’s not. It’s life. The rabbi’s wife knows—because she is the one whose…

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“The Whites” by Dustin M. Hoffman

By Dustin M. Hoffman | April 27, 2018

We wear only white. Sneaker to cap. It’s the housepainter way. Except for the day Simon’s ass was splotched brown. From mid-thigh to lower-back, he was coated in eggshell-sheen Mocha Morning, looking like he shat himself, like he suffered from…

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“A Girl Like You” by Beth Hahn

By Beth Hahn | April 13, 2018

May took the trolley to the new grocer’s—the one on the boulevard with shining white aisles where the exit was near the back of the store on an otherwise blank wall past the butcher’s station, which smelled of bleach and…

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“Mannequin” by Melissa Ragsly

By Melissa Ragsly | March 30, 2018

The very first week Tara got her license, the cassette in her car jammed and no matter how hard we pushed the eject button with the flat of our palms—praying it would gag itself out like Gene Simmons’ tongue—the tape…

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