By Dylan Emmons Just a Monday night, but the Sideline Bar and Grill was lively. Not jumping by any means—half the tables were empty and…
Prose & Cons
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By Amelia Blevins “No, you lift from the bottom and I’ll pull it up.” “Wait, what if we lay it down on its side and…
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By Daniel Sitts It was a Saturday when the package came. Of course, my parents already knew it would arrive, and so found themselves sitting…
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By Nina Boutsikaris I pump gas and watch what I think is a heron rise out of a flooded field across the salt-stained highway. Blades…
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By Mike Grippi They lay intertwined, like the resting gears of an awful machine. His eyes studied her shoulder and side of her neck and…
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By Rhiannon Marino A thin beam of car headlight slipped around the edge of the heavy curtain that stood in its way. It fell across…
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By Bryant Francis Imagine, for a moment, being surrounded by darkness. Imagine, briefly, that could see was the blackness, all you heard was a cacophonous…
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By Bryant Francis I Love America Let me tell you about America. Let me tell you about the land of the free. It’s a land…
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By Karen D’Apice I carried her in, thinking “this is the last time.” Her fur was old; now it always clumped between my fingers and…