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Janel Konzer
6 minutes ago9 min read
Carving Medea
Before the first strike of the chisel, she was stone. Ten sweat-grimed men worked quickly cutting into the ribs of a mountain that held...


Jeanette Barszewski
7 minutes ago1 min read
Spiritus Sancti
wisps of my mother’s Latin haunt my head while my fingers caress the water’s surface and I cross myself In the name of the Father, the...


Warren Benedetto
7 minutes ago8 min read
Something's Wrong with Mom
“Jimmy!” Grant whispered. He grabbed his sleeping brother’s shoulder and shook him. “Jimmy, wake up!” Jimmy groaned. He opened one eye...
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