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alt text: image is a color photograph of a weathered couch; title card for Beth Kephart's creative nonfiction piece "Thieves"

Thieves by Beth Kephart

May 11, 2022

  Couch You could call the color of the upholstery rust, but it was rust chasing a pattern. Blanket Harshly fibered, it was never quite white. Arrangement She couldn’t arrange herself after what they’d done to her. Then It started…

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alt text: image is a color photograph of an evening sky filled with palm trees; title card for Shana Graham's new creative nonfiction piece "Katya's House"

Katya’s House by Shana Graham

March 9, 2022

  In Katya’s house there are eight women who will never leave. They are splayed across a big, black, L-shaped couch in various states of beatific decline at two o’clock on a Wednesday afternoon. They are arranged haphazardly: Some dozing…

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Blackbird Dreams by Meg LeDuc

January 12, 2022

Content Warnings—mental illness, suicidal ideation   Close to midnight, I approach the Michigan-Ohio border, headlights flashing around me like starry pinpricks in the vast, dark tunnel along southbound I-75. It’s November 2015—a cold, clear-heaven night—and I’m clocking ninety miles per…

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Choose Your Own Adventure For ’80s Kids by Paul Crenshaw

December 8, 2021

  You are walking home from school. The year is 1983 and you’re 9 or 11 or 13, some awkward age when even the air hurts your thin skin. Maybe it’s the hole in the ozone the news is just…

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some things I knew by age seven: by Shaina Phenix

October 20, 2021

In every story we are precocious, fast, little mothers, little women living in questionable child bodies. Men stalk the straps of our training bras sliding off our shoulders. Our mothers scold us for getting ruined or dirty—always reminding us of…

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The Hierarchy of Soup by Amber Wong

September 22, 2021

  Fan Jou Suri Served at the end of a meal, fan jou suri isn’t a dessert. Or, technically, a soup. But for my brother and me, youngsters living in Boston in the early 1960s, parents pinching every penny, fan…

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Father/Figure by Andrea Avery

August 25, 2021

  1. Ambigram In isolation, I mark time by the movement of sunlight across my walls and floors. I awake each morning to the desert sun blazing through the east-facing back door. The sun conspires with the automatic pool cleaner…

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Stumbling over History by Kenny Fries

July 28, 2021

  In May 1939, Adolf Hitler received a request from the parents of Gerhard Kretschmar, who was born blind and missing limbs. The Kretschmars wanted to kill their child. Hitler authorized his personal physician, SS officer Dr. Karl Brandt, to…

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Catalogue for a Coming of Age by Liz Harmer

June 30, 2021

  000 Generalities In 1999, I worked two jobs and had just gotten out of the hospital. A few afternoons a week and on Saturdays I shelved books at a small branch of the public library, as I had been…

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What You Don’t Know by Clare Fielder

June 23, 2021

  I started boxing because of writing. I was working on a novel about young queer women being angry and boxing their way out of their small town. I needed terminology, so I went to a boxing training class. I…

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