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Victoria de Benedicty is a multi-media artist, writer, and musician from central Florida. Victoria’s interests lie in what can be represented in an image and what an image inherently represents. Her work explores polarity, absurdism, & surrealism. To Victoria, colors and patterns embody vibrational waves that are feelings, themselves, an…

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Keep Times Good (Or the League to Save the Good Times)

Keep Times Good (Or the League to Save the Good Times) Joe Farley __________ Rex liked to have a good time. Rex liked to ensure everyone else was having a good time. Rex liked to keep times good. He played the towns centennial party. He played the townie bars, the…

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The Boyfriend

The Boyfriend Ben Selesnick __________ The dining room was one of the larger rooms in Noah’s Atlantic-facing colonial. It had a vaulted ceiling, a glassed-encased display at one end of the cedar-cut table that held a collection of plaques and trophies he’d accrued over the past decade working as the…

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Over the Edge

Over the Edge Rebecca L. Monroe __________             “You ready?” He looked up, tightening his harness, helmet in place. He was slim, tanned with blonde hair bleached by the summer sun. He was a poster picture for an outdoors man.             “Yes.” Alice replied, breath short as she finished adjusting…

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Two Lone Voices

Two Lone Voices Aubrey Lozano-Cofield __________ It’s the rain after five years of drought in Texas. The water stitches up the cracked earth and I don’t want to disturb it. I want it to know it’s welcome, that the South is thirsty. “Can you taste the salt?!” she asks me,…

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HIGHWAY 111

HIGHWAY 111 Mathieu Cailler __________             Even at 11:59 p.m., the heat still owned Palm Springs. Emile’s shift had started a couple of hours earlier, and he sat in his taxicab, munching on some stale donut holes, waiting for dispatch to inform him of his next pick-up. He tinkered with…

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When Mama Was a Moth by Nick Caccamo

We never really lived there.  We were just occupants.  Not much more than squatters, but I detest that word, as it implies destitution, squalor, and illegality.  No, there was nothing sinister or nefarious behind our status.  We were in transition; our stay was temporary. 

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#CoronaLife by Terena Elizabeth Bell

Direct Message from April Mitchell
Mar 9 – 5:15 PM
OMG MAGGIE ARE YOU OKAY

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Upon Returning from a Leadership Convention in Hawaii, the Superintendent Addresses the School Board of Carlson County, Pennsylvania by Neil Connelly

Directors and members of the community attending in person or via Zoom, good evening.  I know many of you are eager to hear my comments regarding my recent trip over Thanksgiving break about which so many have said so much on social media, but there are other matters I should tend to first. 

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Everybody’s Everybody by Brady Achterberg

Everybody’s Everybody by Brady Achterberg  My friend Dan died the other day.  That’s fine by me apparently.  I don’t get sad for shit.  I am a dumb animal that only responds to physical pain.  I used to think it was because I was young but now I’m 31 and the…

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