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Category: Spring 2018
- September 14, 2018
He was a tad more than six, an innocent lad who sold icicles, as he desperately tried to fix life’s acerbity, their abject poverty— freedom from fate’s fiendish jinx. He only had his mother, both her legs amputated due
- September 14, 2018
A while back I was having an exchange with my brother in which we werediscussing how we would like to leave this earth—the trappings, the fripperies,if you will. How we would like to be boxed up and sent away
- September 5, 2018
On a Tuesday afternoon in April, the meat rises. Douglas Speck is getting a little freaky with Amy Jenkins up against the dumpster behind the high school cafeteria, and while he’s going in for the landing she whispers something
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