Perfect is a myth. Happily Ever After is a fairy tale. Our world is an imperfect sphere inhabited […]
George Orwell didn’t like the concept of Utopia. He believed Utopia is no fun. In his essay “Can […]
Sarah Fairbanks is a bookkeeper by day and a writer by night. While her left brain enjoys maintaining […]
It was then that I realized that though I’d never dance for a living… I would always be a Dancer.
Diarmuid ó Maolalaí is a graduate of English Literature from Trinity College in Dublin. His poetry and short […]
winedrunk on the balcony, on a late night video call with a couple friends I haven’t seen lately, and against whom I can’t pace my drinks.
William C. Blome writes poetry and flash fiction when he’s not creating collages. He lives scrunched between Baltimore […]
I breathe to make you terribly tender and absolutely tasty as hell.
Chris Dungey is a retired auto worker living in Michigan. He feeds two wood-stoves, rides mountain bike, sings […]
He remembered her sweet-corn taste that he had enjoyed on the bus ride; considered briefly, again, that everyone probably had a characteristic flavor. Like the way some houses smelled like furnace oil. Or hot-dogs.
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