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BUT FOR BY MARJORIE POWER

Aimed the wrong direction on snowy South Fitzhugh an S.U.V. bides its time. It’s the middle of the night. But for head and tail lights and a screen’s harsh glow – see the flutter of the driver’s thumbs – the vehicle would...

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GOING RACING BY SID FERNANDO

Annette was excited. “Richard and Helen have invited us to go racing,” she said, smiling as she walked through the front door. “They’re such a nice couple. I can’t believe I got the job. He’s a brilliant man, and he knows...

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THE CAR INCIDENT BY GEMINI WAHHAJ

Iraq, 1979 Nasir Uddin raised the hood of the car and his face exploded. The mechanic was showing Nasir Uddin the work he had done on his car, which had been damaged recently in an accident in Baghdad. Mina peered inside and saw...

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IF (K)NOT FOR LOVE BY CORINNE WALSH

If not for love, we wouldn’t make mistakes, take no wrong turns, commit no crimes of omission, sing in perfect pitch and harmony. If not for love, we could see clearly and follow any path. Justice would prevail. But love ties us...

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SEA GLASS BY CORINNE WALSH

I tumbled open like a box of hidden treasure hauled up from the bottom of the sea after a storm. You gathered me up, collecting all the pieces in your strong slender hands. Close to ruin, unrecognizable, you dusted me off,...

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AT LAST BY CORINNE WALSH

Finally, You sitting across from me while I worry about the light — you can see every whisker, and every line of uncertainty but you smile anyway, and I love you just for that. You cut the kiwi slices perfectly. You know just...

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PHỞ 74 BY RAN DIEGO RUSSELL

Driving south on Federal Boulevard toward the city’s Little Vietnam district, Sonny Blanding passed the third military recruiting billboard he’d seen within the space of a few blocks. All the service branches were working it a...

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SUBMARINE BY SARAH BOKICH

I don’t know who told me, I only remember knowing a submarine was coming to the bay below my house. Julie and I swam out to the dock and watched from its boards as a little red tugboat churned by. And then! Like a painted tin...

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DAUGHTER BY SARAH BOKICH

My heart is a knot that you are tied up in— orchid in an ice cube, pierced butterfly wing. For you I must be what I am not: a little lance holding hair-trigger spring, the thing that separates rocket from bomb. If I am oyster,...

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BLACKBIRD BY SARAH BOKICH

What should we be tonight? You’re a blackbird, I’m a queen I’m a handful of berries and you’re the hand kneading slick skin clusters until I’m just shy of bursting caviar blood that stains your palms for days. Lead me through...

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SUMMER KIDS BY KATE MARSHALL

We were the summer kids. Temporary replacements for the vacationing nursing staff at the one-of-a-kind state-run nursing home. Six-hundred-ten acres of repurposed Army hospital. Thirty-five minutes to race walk the fenced...

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