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Graduation Photographs, by Caitlin Upshall

On the morning of May 23rd, I dwindle down my outfits to two; neither one overly flashy, and both terrifically practical for a photo...

Approximations, by Tania Mitra

Flustered, I call my mother— “Ma, how many spoons of Ginger-Garlic paste do I put?” First, I spent 19 years longing To leave home, and...

Set Fire, by Melissa Darcey

It starts with a first kiss kind of flush you see in the movies. A tingling vibration in your fingers and toes. It expands into a warmth...

Dwojak (The Polish Word for Twin), by Brooke Lehmann

I catalog beauty, collect it like stones in a river gathered together, letting the rush of water smooth their course edges. I hope the...

Jerusalem, by Natalie Woociker

I followed the back of your white t-shirt through the Old City that afternoon in early November, past ancient tunnels of brick and stone,...