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Watershed

Josh Olivier
We were standing in our living room, daylight fading through the blinds, when Em started telling me that our relationship was over—completely over. That the spa...
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Borrowed Style

Ellen Ruth
Cassie shook her head back and forth real slow, her chin drawn up and pressing her lips into a line, like I’d told her my dog died instead of just pulling down ...
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Home Video

Daisuke Shen
When it was time to kill Peter again I was sitting on the porch eating tapioca pudding. “Here,” Minnow said, and threw me a shotgun. She was holding a tripod...
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Pillow Talk

Lauren Haynes
I was leaving, and you knew it. You saw my bag, too heavy for the occasion, slumped on the chair next to me. You talked to them, to her, to everyone but me, eac...
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Trees

Andrew Tran
I wiped my face with a paper towel to remove the streaks and spots of foundation, mascara, and lipstick. I was ten years old, helping my brother, Victor, plant ...
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Janine

Janelle Bassett
My friend’s mother is coming to pick me up for a sleepover so I need to quickly disguise who I really am. I spritz myself with grapefruit-lime body spray to mas...
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Obscure Disco

Laurel Shimasaki
Come dance. For the love of Caitlyn. She is paying this wedding DJ money, too much money for disco songs nobody recognizes. Not to trash disco. Years ago I wron...
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The List

Leland Cheuk
So much Pierre had yet to do despite twenty-eight years on this planet. The to-dos came to him in threes (usually after his morning bowel movement). He didn’...
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Curfew

Olivia Gunning
It was the time the dustcarts stopped coming and the city was on its knees. We both arrived with posies. Kenzi held rosemary, a hardy aromatic, while I had w...
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But why ALEX?

Elliot Harper
I order my usual. A tall latte with milk. Real boring, but I never really got into all these options. I give the guy with the vacant eyes my order. He asks for ...
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GTFO #1

C E Hoffman
If you want to get depressed, I recommend the Big City bus depot. There is nowhere better to witness first-hand the ill-effects of broken dreams. Exhibit ...
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Please Hold

Derek Andersen
Venus loomed overhead, a seething red eye, on the night my father placed the call. Ceremoniously, he dialed the eleven toll-free digits, snickering to himself. ...
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Neighbor

Rebekah Morgan
Neighbor came over in the morning while the sky was still pink and asked Lily Mae about borrowing some salt. Neighbors got just a few teeth left and the ones he...
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