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Veronica Klash wrote an awesome review of Flash Fiction over at FracturedLit called 5 Flash that Will Break You & 5 Flash that Will Repair You Girls of the Arboretum was in the Top 5 Stories that will Repair you. Check the review out at FracturedLit or read the full story at XRAY: Girls of…
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Like many, I’ve been struggling to find a way to be creative lately. Today I wrote for the first time in a month and it felt wonderful. The words didn’t matter, they weren’t great but they were a beginning of something. It was prompted by listening to the new Fiona Apple album, “Fetch The Bolt…
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I wrote a poem comprised entirely of subject lines from SPAM emails I got this week. It’s a quick capture of my life in quarantine, maybe. Or, my longing for a burrito that I didn’t make myself. National Burrito Day Mostly its just nonsense which is OK right now, right? “Make Salsa Not War”…
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My short story, “Emergency Escape Plan” (originally published February 9, 2018 at Bending Genres) has been selected for the 2018 | 2019 Bending Genres Anthology edited by Robert Vaughan. This volume is a collection of 100 amazing authors (or…like…99 and then also me) and 250 pages of hybrid creative nonfiction, flash fiction and poetry. It…
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The girls feel his gaze like the silk of the webworm. He defoliates them with his eyes. When he approaches, the girls become deer, tip top white tails, thin legs. They fall to all fours and scatter… Girls of the Arboretum published at X-R-A-Y Related Reading: I Know All About Combustion by Allie Marini…
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The bullet is a seed born of human tissue. It grows like a weed in clumps, in clips, in high capacity magazines. The Montana Gold 55 grain full metal jacket, a .22 caliber bullet, is an annual. Designed for small caliber high velocity firearms like the AR-15, it is wind-pollinated. The fields of your community…
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“I told him to leave me alone. I didn’t even have a voice yet and I said it. My voice was nothing but a whistle coming from the old radiator heater along the big dusty windows. But, still, I said it. I bit my thumb at him. Every silent moment, he whispered my name. A…
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You ever go off script and write poetry and then bury it somewhere so no one will see but then find it like a year later and think, “That wasn’t so bad?” I mean, you’ll never publish it but it came from a soulful place so you can share it here, right? No? Cool. Me…
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I enjoy whipping this one out every year: Is Your Body Beach Ready? From the archives via Fit Yourself Club. #BodyandMind
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via Gods of the F Train by Brianne M. Kohl
Brianne M. Kohl 