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All is Green

All is Green

A Twig of Tercets in Free Verse
Go to the profile of Uṇṇi Nambia̅r
Uṇṇi Nambia̅r
Weep for the Children

Weep for the Children

Not just your own
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Crystal Jackson
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Little Things Out of Nowhere

Little Things Out of Nowhere

I left the bottle of dish soap at the kitchen sink and rushed into the restroom. Into a stall. Then I latched the lock and pressed my ear…
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Takeshi Chin
Now, I’ll Die Here

Now, I’ll Die Here

I try to fight the bad thoughts
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Booth Stories with Devon James Martinez
Exploring a Church’s Offerings on Fifth Avenue

Exploring a Church’s Offerings on Fifth Avenue

A writer’s search for truth in a religious sales pitch
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No blabs
Moiety

Moiety

A drabble, sharp with love
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Peculiar Julia
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The Sentinel

The Sentinel

Plants speak  the language of song like a hymnal on Sunday morning flapping open to spill a river of sound, a requiem for the quaking…
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Jen Smat
Home Improvement

Home Improvement

A story of decay, denial, and the mess we’d rather run from than repair.
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Cayse M. Harum-Shultz
Antediluvian Bird

Antediluvian Bird

Our very magical creature
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Ulf Wolf
An Ode To San Francisco

An Ode To San Francisco

A Poem
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Gaël Muteba
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