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By Abbey Gate did they wait, hives of humanity confined in a makeshift holding pattern, their hopes in hand, desperate...
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I remember to request no straw at lunch. The waiter asks whether I’m doing so to save the planet. Yes,...
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2021 I’m sitting in the impossibly white waiting area of South Campus, Calgary’s new state-of-the-art hospital. My husband of two...
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The flowers lose themselves in grieving and each petal falls like a day that never was, but we all agree,...
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In Byron, Illinois in 1989, young state scholars and linebackers and thespians communicate their affection for their girlfriends with opal...
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Kids ride bikes along the paths in Falkner Park on a warm spring day as parents watch from nearby benches....
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She wanted the world. She wished for the first crisp bite of every red apple. She sought to paint a...
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And Now, a Word from Violet Beauregarde I told you I was more of a gum girl. But you offered...
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Red drips from the moon, like water off the glass leaving wet rings on our moving box coffee table—I’ll buy...
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One Friday in July I knocked off work early because I was seeing someone later in the West Village. As...
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