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You Can Get Away With Anything

You Can Get Away With Anything

88 constellations in Odessa
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Roman Newell
You Pulled a Vanishing Act

You Pulled a Vanishing Act

I still remember the shape of the snowflake on our window
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Milena Babic
Mama Is Sleeping

Mama Is Sleeping

One brother springs into action while the other freezes.
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Jordan Lubov
South of Hollywood — #34

South of Hollywood — #34

Iggo
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Dodge Zelko
I Thought Cutting You Off Would Heal Me. It Just Made Everything Quieter.

I Thought Cutting You Off Would Heal Me. It Just Made Everything Qu...

No one tells you how lonely it is to walk away.
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maple syrup fox
We Belong to the Sky

We Belong to the Sky

In the darkest times, our light shines brightest together.
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Abhinav Anne
An Open Letter to Creatives: Maintaining Artistic Integrity

An Open Letter to Creatives: Maintaining Artistic Integrity

What do you do when your work doesn’t pay?
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William Ryan
Indian Summer

Indian Summer

Talking outta my head
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Catrina Prager
The Green Bench at the Square of the Unhesitant Dead

The Green Bench at the Square of the Unhesitant Dead

We talked about everything two people could possibly talk about during thirty-five hours on a bench in the square — a green bench in a…
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Gökmen Doyuran
Of Ramen and Bones

Of Ramen and Bones

or The Taste of a Life Almost Lived
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Sophie Chatzistefanou
Adele Writes the Future

Adele Writes the Future

Part V—Candles and Peace
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Ashley Quinn
Forgetting is My Favorite Thing When I Do It Well

Forgetting is My Favorite Thing When I Do It Well

Father’s Day, empty streets, and everything behind the curtains
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Roman Newell
The Anatomy of Being Human

The Anatomy of Being Human

We romanticize the stars. But we forget: it’s the dark that makes them visible.
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Abhinav Anne
Zephrat

Zephrat

or A Meditation on Evil
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Sophie Chatzistefanou
Not Your Harlequin

Not Your Harlequin

We drifted off to the opposite sides of belonging
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Milena Babic
Adele Writes the Future

Adele Writes the Future

Part IV — Finales and Blackouts
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Ashley Quinn
We only Whisper in the Empire

We only Whisper in the Empire

The cost of staying quiet
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Emris
South of Hollywood — Interview #33

South of Hollywood — Interview #33

Aurora V
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Dodge Zelko
The Little Fire

The Little Fire

Inner Drive and Poem
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Booboo
Adele Writes the Future

Adele Writes the Future

Part III—Fires & Evacuations
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Ashley Quinn
The Wall Has Fallen Again

The Wall Has Fallen Again

What I’ve got is not what you think it is
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Roman Newell
I should write a poem to Ornette Coleman

I should write a poem to Ornette Coleman

And so should you
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Gary Chapin
Adele Writes the Future

Adele Writes the Future

Part II—Earthquakes and ICE
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Ashley Quinn
It Doesn’t Feel Like Despair. It Feels Like Logistics

It Doesn’t Feel Like Despair. It Feels Like Logistics

Suicide is a taboo word. But the truth is, sometimes it doesn’t feel tragic — it feels practical.
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maple syrup fox
South of Hollywood — Interview #32

South of Hollywood — Interview #32

Aurora IV
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Dodge Zelko
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