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Jack and Jill’s Final Adventure, by Epiphany Ferrell
They hadn’t told anyone about Jack’s cancer. Not officially. Jill had known. Of course. She was there when he got the call, there to see...
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Nov 4, 20222 min read


Hula, by Heidi Turner
There’s nothing inside my coconut bra but the tourists don’t need to know that. They watch my hips, and the men grab their wives’ hands...
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Oct 14, 20222 min read


Vacation, by Miranda Williams
My husband slips under the waves and never comes back up. I watch the tide claim his balding head from my beach towel. The aquamarine...
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Sep 24, 20223 min read


Natalie at the Beach, by Florence Murry
Sunbathers soak in blasted brilliance. Umbrellas on the shore a kaleidoscope canopy. We unpack close to the break feel spray on our...
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Aug 1, 20221 min read


Someone's Someone, by Ashley Sgro
Jacket: on. Boots: laced and tight. Sweatshirt and sweatpants: saggy for loose maneuvering. I’m on the midnight prowl. I’ll start on...
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Jul 24, 20222 min read


cities, by Ritoshree Chatterjee
i have gathered bits of skin and memory and have packed myself in Tupperware to a city whose name only birds have heard at my hometown in...
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Jul 6, 20221 min read


Miranda’s Child, by Louise Wilford
“O, I have suffered With those that I saw suffer! A brave vessel, Who had, no doubt, some noble creatures in her, Dash'd all to...
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Jun 22, 20229 min read


We Talk about the Wind, by Alexis David
The cat tails loft upward, moving in the breeze. This a place of light, where we are made of light, where we float on water.
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Jun 19, 20227 min read


tsuki ga kirei desu ne, by Yashika Doshi
The sun has let go for the moon to begin surfacing,
as the multitude of colours erupt in the sky,
you curl your fingers and lace them in min
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Jun 13, 20221 min read


Moonshadow, by Barbara Long
Melba held the moon in her hand, caressing it gently, opening and closing her palm around the silvery sheen. It often slipped in through...
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Feb 14, 20225 min read


Ten Biographies, by Christa King
-1- She is the oldest of seven children and the mother of one. She and her next sister were born in Pratt, Kansas. Her family moved to...
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Jan 5, 20223 min read


Love on a Reptile Planet, by Dawn Lowe
I didn’t mind being a mail-order bride. Even when I had to travel six years to meet Larry. Mr. Elon Musk himself put us in cold storage...
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Dec 1, 20213 min read


sunflowers, by McKenna Themm
I’ve learned to resonate with the small and empty space between the brush strokes that comprise the wilting leaves shadowed beneath...
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Nov 14, 20211 min read


Footnotes on the Poet, by Mary Grimm
The poet left many papers, and his cousin, who appointed himself his literary executor, separated them into plastic boxes bought at a...
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Nov 3, 20215 min read


Lake Leavings, by Brinson Leigh Kresge
I. A three-year-old’s preamble: Let’s talk about ants. Ants can walk. Ants don’t have feet. Ants have feet...
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Oct 27, 20213 min read


Loyalty, by Judith Weckman
Maranda is twenty-five years old, has purple hair, a nose ring, and big blue glasses. She’s a trained opera singer, having graduated from...
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Oct 20, 20217 min read


The Swing, by Jessamyn Violet
Willow Park was empty when she arrived. The thin strip of orange sunlight was melting at the bottom of deep blue. She stepped over an...
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Oct 6, 20213 min read


Liminal Spaces, by Gwendolin McCrea
The summer that I was seventeen, I worked for my uncle and aunt at their rustic cabin resort in northern Minnesota. They gave me my own...
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Sep 13, 20215 min read


touch the sun, by McKenna Themm
This post is part of 805's “My Home Library” series that features writers and artists enjoying their home libraries during the pandemic...
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Sep 10, 20211 min read


In Kitchens We Trust, by Sarah Munn
Phone calls to the kitchen during service were a nuisance, so I was gruff when I answered. I regret that now. “Kitchen. Chef.” “Raych,...
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Sep 8, 20216 min read
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