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October 31st, 2011 Rae — October 31st, 2011
Colin Fleming
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Gilbert
My first thought, naturally, was what to do with my urine. For such is life in a pit, brother of mine.
You didn’t exactly have to face such logistical issues yourself, I gather. …
October 31st, 2011 Rae — October 31st, 2011
Richard Peabody
I hadn’t played golf since high school and knew I’d be way out of my league in a threesome with budding law partner Matt and Dr. Dave. They both owned custom-fitted clubs. Still, Night Golf sounded more appealing …
October 31st, 2011 Rae — October 31st, 2011 Erik Smetana
On Tuesday, I saw a house, a low slung brick bungalow with the kind of sixties design aesthetic that is hard to miss. I’m driving, trying to stay awake until I can get to the Java Hut …
October 31st, 2011 Rae — October 31st, 2011 Darin Bradley
We are fifteen when we create our first language. It is a cipher, a tongue we make by altering our first language, which we did not create. Old words, new meanings. Things that appeal to adolescent poets, adolescent …
October 31st, 2011 Rae — October 31st, 2011 Gabriel Valjan
It began with a burning soreness and difficulty swallowing on one side of the throat. It was as odd as seeing it rain on one side of the street. His doctor didn’t know what it was and …
August 30th, 2011 Rae — August 30th, 2011
Nathaniel Tower
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Darrel Donaldson rolled through the white-tiled hallway in the wheelchair the nurse had given him the day before. The right back wheel was a little shaky and made a squeaking noise when he rolled too quickly or too …
August 30th, 2011 Will Grofic — August 30th, 2011
Leslee Rene Wright
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She had habit to call everything that flew bird: manta-rays swept through the reef when she leaned in for a starfish — not a fish, really, more an asterisk drawn in lopsided crayon; a fist, flush with a pulse. A ray interrupted her reach, its …
August 30th, 2011 Rae — August 30th, 2011
by Meg Pokrass The darkness was in early now, and she said she looked like a Holstein with her black and white jacket. Men walked by and smiled at me, not her. …
August 30th, 2011 Rae — August 30th, 2011
Spring 2011 Prosetry Winner
Carl James Grindley
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These are the tiny wanderings that core the heart in spectacular revelations and inspirations and allusions, and all of it getting up, standing up, leaping up and wanting more than anything …
August 30th, 2011 Micah — August 30th, 2011
Suzanne Marie Hopcroft
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Dear Sylvia,
It’s really rotten stuff, what you’re trying to do. I don’t know where you get off singing Janie this sob story about the dirty war you think I’m fighting against you, …
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