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Elisabeth Blair Literature Poetry

Ireland, after my second miscarriage

Power to force, I have none. I cannot make things/ humans happen. In the hostel, a tall, narrow window by my pillow opens only at the top. It has no screen. I wake in early morning to the sound of distressed wings— two monarchs fluttering by my face, on the ledge, a metre below the opening. One...

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Honor Giardini Literature Poetry

I was always homesick as a child

Mommy J always drove home in the dark. Today my chest lifted & I pretended it didn’t so it might stay longer. It is rare I cry. I love myself but not entirely. Sometimes I’m so vain even I think it’s stupid, if vanity is the right word for what I do in secret. Like googling myself—it never gets...

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Brett Nelson Fiction Literature

Elk Tags

“Talk to dad yet?” Derek asks. His Civic is making the exit out of town along the highway. It’s the middle of the day, which feels a little late to be heading out but I can’t be up before eleven. My body just won’t do it. I glance up from my phone, tuck it into my pocket. “Yeah, of course. I told...

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