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Color

Hope — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 05:01:10 +0000

I purchased the tie-dyed onesie at a hippie store in a college town in the mountains. At 10 weeks along, and slightly excited about being pregnant, I snatched it up and turned it gently over in my hands. “This kid will look so good in it.” The tie-dyed onesie made the 1700 mile trip back [...]

Slumber

Hope — Mon, 06 Sep 2010 05:00:13 +0000

– You can find Alissa Sanderson here.

Mornings, or Afternoons

wendryn — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 05:00:30 +0000

Lately I sleep on my back, with my chin tipped up, or flat on my stomach, head curled into the mattress. Lately I sleep without moving. When I wake up, there is a map of heat on the bed, the fingerprints of my manic body temperature coiled in the cotton. If I move, I can [...]

Summer in Wisconsin

wendryn — Fri, 03 Sep 2010 05:00:08 +0000

– Matthew Gore writes here and you can follow him on Twitter.

Isis

Sarcasmically — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:00:37 +0000

He can’t remember his name. All he can remember is the pain. And the cold. The sun bakes his eyes. His face on the concrete burns, but he is still cold. The cold is spreading from the wounds like liquid through his body and at the same time the warm liquid is spreading from his [...]

Red Snails After Sunset

Sarcasmically — Thu, 02 Sep 2010 05:00:09 +0000

– James Bengel writes here.

Here today/Here tomorrow

thinkingtoohard — Wed, 01 Sep 2010 06:30:33 +0000

September 1, 2010 Things that are in my car: Domenic’s boxers Brianna’s hat that she let me borrow but I never returned because I never see her anymore. I also like it too much A letter to Starling that I should have sent weeks ago Daniel’s “ultra-manly utility bag,” or a hollowed-out plastic goose named [...]

Waiting for an Answer

dara — Tue, 31 Aug 2010 16:39:06 +0000

The question is simple…have your feelings changed? We’re living at a pace we didn’t set. We refuse sleep and neglect our daily routines. We live fueled by contact consumed like oxygen. I don’t believe you when you say we can’t keep this up. Agitation in my heart and paranoia in my voice give me away. [...]

Frozen Leaf #1

M. Hunter — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 06:16:36 +0000

— Kevin Shea displays his work here and you can follow him on Twitter here.

Nothing

M. Hunter — Fri, 27 Aug 2010 05:57:52 +0000

My eyes hurt. And I don’t care. They can protest all they want, those eyes, but I don’t give a damn. They must go on staring; staring into oblivion, staring at my computer screen, staring at people’s chins. (THEIR eyes are much too risky because they might mirror my own.) Because my staring eyes are [...]