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805litOct 27, 20213 minLake Leavings, by Brinson Leigh KresgeI. A three-year-old’s preamble: Let’s talk about ants. Ants can walk. Ants don’t have feet. Ants have feet...
805litSep 1, 20212 minLeave a Message, by Thanh DinhWhen you say it like that, you make it so believable, I say. I can still remember the scenery. The sky is blue, the sunlight passes...
805litJul 21, 20214 minWeather Story, by Kim HornerOn Aug. 8, 2011, the temperature in Dallas was expected to soar above 100 for the 37th day in a row. The big question was whether we...
805litJul 14, 20212 minTides Rise, by Kelsey FlynnTides rise and walls fall A system built to keep muddy water from collapsing white walls Infrastructure made to keep fish in their barrel...
805litJul 7, 20219 minTithing, by Sean DolanI. The Collector knocks on our door in the middle of the night, beating on the cherrywood to the rhythm of an old incantation. We awake,...
805litJun 23, 20211 minFight Scene, by Jessica SaboBaby ballerinas skipped to Tchaikovsky, fine threads of hair crowning their heads and my hair, so tightly pulled into a knot my forehead...
805litJun 9, 20212 minGracie's Gift, by Lindsey Morrison GrantI did not have any kinship with plants of any kind growing up. My experience was all vicarious. I was envious of my grandmother's ability...
805litMay 12, 20213 minCollisions, by Ben KassoyI spent so many days wandering the wreckage and possibility of the space between the buildings and reverberating from the shock of you,...
805litApr 28, 20217 minHibakujumoku, by Maxwell SuzukiHibakujumoku is a Japanese term for trees that have survived the blast of an atomic bomb. The same blast that vaporized men, women, and...
805litApr 21, 20211 minBruised Mother, by Ashley Kirklandtopless in the grey light of the master bath, accompanied by store-bought seashells and soaps, a painting of dune grass, remember how we...
805litApr 14, 20212 minAsian American Translations, by Molly ZhuI only know Power from the other side of my mother’s eyes when she asks me, what does it mean, my only job is to dress the slur in...
805litFeb 24, 20214 minLies I’ll Tell My Son, by Michael Keenan Gutierrez My great-grandfather was a bookie. This is true. He worked a corner in downtown Los Angeles back in the 30s and 40s, running a newspaper...
805litFeb 10, 20216 min She Sets the Sun, by Benjamin KlingThere’s a clearing by the waterfall where the trees don’t stand because they’re afraid to be alone. They huddle together like freshmen on...