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How the Walk of Shame Led Me Home

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How the Walk of Shame Led Me Home by Casey Lane

By Casey Lane What one-night stands have to teach us The walk of shame is a sobering act. It’s a moment of pure clarity in which we, for those few steps, that short drive, that time in the shower, are awakened, by euphoria or contrast, to the dispassionate truth of who we are. Expectation If […]

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Hello Vodka

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Hello Vodka by Andy Castillo

By Andy Castillo I enter a world of burnt rubber and bumping tires. Rolling luggage and passersby whiz around me, tumbling toward their destinations in a frenzied hurry. Announcements in Russian come rapid-fire over the loudspeakers, reverberating through the crowded St. Petersburg train terminal in a chorus of noise that’s accented by the occasional train […]

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Corona, Corazón

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Corona, Corazón by Judy Bolton-Fasman

By Judy Bolton-Fasman The first time I had to socially distance, I was six years old with a severe case of strep throat. “Look at those pustules,” the doctor muttered as he gagged me with a tongue depressor. To this day, I cannot stand eating ice cream on a stick. I lived in my parents’ […]

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Who Can’t Handle the Truth

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Who Can't Handle the Truth by Suellen Meyers

By Suellen Meyers Zelda Diaz-Blitzstein sent me a text. I’m so sorry to have to tell you your Dad passed away last night.  Manny was my biological father, but he wasn’t my dad. Zelda knew him much better than I did. She’d been married to him almost since he and my mother split up 52 […]

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On the Fading of Hotness

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On the Fading of Hotness by Heidi Fettig Parton

By Heidi Fettig Parton Nick Flynn is telling this group of writing conference attendees how the French use the term recit in place of memoir, but I can’t focus on what he’s saying. I can’t because, if you don’t know, Flynn is rather swoon worthy. Though I wonder if he’s holding onto a last glimpse […]

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The Value of Flying Solo

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The Value of Flying Solo by Maria Smith

By Maria Smith We’re at 30,000 feet. Terry is sitting in the window seat reading before he asks to get up to stretch. Less than a minute after standing, he’s having spasms in his diaphragm, his body is writhing. I need to quickly get him the rest of the way down the aisle to the […]

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The Pen Is Mightier than the Keyboard

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The Pen Is Mightier than the Keyboard by Erin Binney

By Erin Binney The proverbial blank page. I’ve been caught in a staring contest with it more times than I can shake a Paper Mate pen at. Except these days, rather than a page, it’s usually a blank screen. For me, the blank screen is worse. From the get-go, it feels adversarial, what with the […]

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The Inside & Out

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The Inside & Out by Christine Brooks

By Christine Brooks Inside a drop of   rain, in this place ofdrowned granite & smoothcobble looking out, from melancholy tearsblown infrom theIrish Seagolden Kings walk amongusas freely as those paleshadowsthat have most unwillinglygoneahead if only, to walk ushome not a mindful breathaway,like the coos from unseenbirdsin the mossy roots of thegrand twisted trees on thegreen but, […]

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Bending Time

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Bending Time by Melina Rudman

By Melina Rudman I settled self-consciously into the wide, silky blue band and waited for class to begin. It had been months since I had participated in a yoga class, and aerial yoga would be taking it to a whole new level.  I closed my eyes and focused on my breath. “Allow yourself to be […]