The Airport Was Hot

Wednesday, July 7, 2021

Inside by Davina Adcock

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 I don't know when I expected things to start returning to normal, but it was a bit jarring to come back from vacation and suddenly see ...
Monday, June 28, 2021

Shak Shaks From The Motherland

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There are sights, smells, and sounds that are tied so closely with memories, that I can't experience one without the other. With the sme...
Monday, June 14, 2021

The Oil Down Place By L. L. Ramdhanny

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This place wasn't a vibe. It wasn't an aesthetic. I wanted to take photos of it but not for social media—for myself. But I knew a ph...
Wednesday, April 21, 2021

No Discernible Path

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My face still hurts from Wednesday. Goodness, I wish I was prepared for the day, but it came like most tsunamis do—with terrifying quickness...
Tuesday, July 11, 2017

The Crowned Idol

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A vacant look descended over my eyes as the taxed fluorescent lights above buzzed incessantly. This was a turning point in my story, and was...
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Thursday, December 1, 2016

North

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"I'm going to get fired---today," I stuttered, "He's going to fire me today." I looked at my coworkers, at the a...
Wednesday, November 30, 2016

Settling

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The sounds in the house shifted steadily throughout the night. At first, there were stories in the kitchen, and the sound of vodka bottles b...
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