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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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Minor Gods by Pitambar Naik

Minor Gods Pitambar Naik __________ Best viewed on laptop or desktop __________ In the morning, routinely a lot of ants try miserably to escape from an immanent apocalypse; the sun is dark-painted, the media reports. In the afternoon in dismay, a group of minor gods yells from a hostel in…

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Everything by Lynne Schmidt

Everything Lynne Schmidt __________ A husband hears of his family’s death when their bodies make the front page of American newspapers. He recognizes their clothes, their luggage, before the jagged knife of realization sets in. And then he recognizes his wife, his daughter, his son, his dogs. He cries, “They…

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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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