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Inheritance

A science fiction glimpse into grief and imposter syndrome in the aftermath of cloning.

by Lara Katz on February 20, 2022February 20, 2022

Accidents of the Present Time

The grass is trimmed like my father obsesses over. It’s green as Heineken bottles, as my mother’s eyes when shining with tears, and the white lines that frame it up and down stand out like Claire’s porcelain skin at Ricky’s son’s baptism.

by Zack Newick on December 10, 2009March 17, 2013

Don’t Let Your Friends Use Your iPhone

Even if their battery runs out and they really really need to check Snapchat.

by Zach Cohen on February 14, 2016February 21, 2016

Jackal at the Shrine

Fiction, on raising the dead.

by AC Gray on October 10, 2016

Exeat

I want to revisit every city I have been, and take you along this time. Rewrite all the sights, all the memories.

by Aoife Zuria on February 21, 2016February 28, 2016

Excerpts from Family History

A short story.

by Emily Dunlay on December 4, 2008March 17, 2013

Dreams of Ghosts

“Below, the sea was moonlight, bright as commercial breakfast milk. The tide pulled forward and back, morse code telling me all the ways to escape the sleepy town.”

by Mina Quesen on February 27, 2022February 27, 2022

Manifest Destiny

The best choice Mitt Romney ever made.

by Giri Nathan on November 7, 2012March 22, 2013

Stieglitz

He’s old, Stieglitz is, when I’m looking at this photograph in my dining room. It’s one hundred and forty-three years since he was born, but he’s still hunched over his desk in his little, crowded gallery like he was when … Read More

by Zack Newick on December 4, 2008March 17, 2013

The Ghost Sex

Reliving what could have been.

by Samuel Bollen on October 12, 2015October 12, 2015

To Talk To Jellyfish

When she was seven, Kaya said, “If I ever grow up and have my own bank account, the first thing I’m gonna buy is a Christmas tree and then Christmas tree ornaments.”

by Serena Alagappan on April 16, 2017April 22, 2017

Annabelle, By the Pool

Before, she had felt as though of the night as a separate space—a sealed pocket of her life—but now she was reminded that everything that existed around the pool at daytime still stood by at night: the black hardtop of the basketball court, a racquetball wall, and the town Rec Center itself, a building which tomorrow would reveal to be little more than a grey dome without windows.

by Jared Garland on December 6, 2012March 22, 2013


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