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The Wreck In Numbers

The Wreck In Numbers Ken Haas __________ __________ Ken Haas lives in San Francisco, where he works in healthcare. His first book, Borrowed Light, won several awards. Ken has been nominated for multiple Pushcart Prizes and serves on the Board of the Community of Writers. His poems have appeared in…

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Universal Language, July ’25

Universal Language, July ’25 Editor: Vallie Lynn Watson Managing/Guest Editor: Karris Rae Associate Editor: Taryn White Assistant Editors: Robbie Hess, Leah Joseph, Jade Turner, Meilyn Woods Nam Hoang Tran, “//||\\||//||\\||//,” photography. Letter from the Editor by Vallie Lynn Watson Letter from the Guest Editor by Karris Rae Fiction “How Your…

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Third Grade Math, Intro to Philosophy, and Other Disciplines

Third Grade Math, Intro to Philosophy, and Other Disciplines Colette Tennant __________ In third grade, my middle son ended up teaching his class math. I questioned how that helped him. It didn’t add up, but the teacher shrugged and said she didn’t know what else to do. When she made…

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Be st Fri end

Be stFri end Rachel Beachy __________ Halfway between her house and mine there was a hillwe could bike to, but we met at the corner stop sign firstin our flip-flops and braces and braids. We stole ourmothers’ body spray and smelled like cucumber melonthe whole summer. I still remember the…

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sidewalk chalk

sidewalk chalk Isaiah Alexander __________ we spent hours under the sun,shading our dreams in sidewalk chalk.neon green, blue, and red.we drew until our knuckles bled. we imagined the possibilities:future homes, husbands, wives, babies—the lives we’d build,etched onto cement.our street became a canvas,a testament to youthful ambition,colored with all of our…

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Third Degree

Third Degree Makena Metz __________ The sun beats down on hot tilesin our backyard. I remember when summer was not so hot. When we hung outby the pool, floating on inflated pink flamingos, drinking strawberry lemonade. Coconutsunscreen sprayed against damp, warm skin. We did not care if we burned.Now, the…

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Waterfront

Waterfront André Le Mont Wilson __________ I thought the temperature would decrease along the shore, but as I drive from Oakland to Hercules, California, two weeks shy of summer’s end, the outside temperature gauge on my dashboard rose from 82˚ to 104˚. Perhaps the temperature would decrease along the Bay…

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night driving, ’89

night driving, ’89 Danielle McMahon __________ we drive southin a silver and rusttoyota pick-upto meet                 the blue-brown tide                 & fizzling foamof the atlantic, ourpale yellow headlightsscrape milesthrough the summer’s night the engine drones onan otherwise emptyhighway, through flat-lands                 of rows                 of dark pine and tobacco windows down,stray hairs whipfrantic at my face,                 freckledwith tingling stars…

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Summer Camp

Summer Camp Josh Lefkowitz __________ The sound of gravel beneath our feet.A forest scent of pine and rain.Every day its own canteen,filled to the brim with activity.Portaging a red canoe.Dipping grilled cheese into tomato soup.Tie-dying t-shirts for the talent show.Getting better at tetherball.Wondering if she likes you back.Running to avoid…

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Protected: Six or Seven

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