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My Own Face, not anyone else’s

[book excerpt] by Vikas Prakash Joshi The spectators watched with bated breath and pounding hearts. This was the moment they had all waited for. Bathed…

poems by Harris Coverley

Drugged Humidity I could break my own face If I had no fear

poems by James Croal Jackson

August 10, 2012 Friday night patio party. Drinks with the server crew.

The Bell Tower

by DC Diamondopolous Reverend Langston Penniman sat on the edge of his bed, stretching his black fingers. Everything had either twisted up on him or…

The Viral Thief

by Angandeep Kr Chatterjee PROLOGUE The alarms have started to ring. The shrill sound of the alarms in the museum broke the silence of the…

poems by John Grey

The Kitchen Knives and I been here forever still straining to hear that lost chord linger after the others leave living under the constant…

Boots

by DC Diamondopolous The same sun scorched downtown Los Angeles that had seared the Iraq desert. Army Private First Class Samantha Cummings stood at attention…