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Lambda by Mandira Pattnaik

The night before my parents moved to Delhi, Lambda reclined on his armchair, bony legs like long strokes joined at the knee. I knelt on the dew-damp terrace, frock hem skimming dirt, observing the luminous band of stars in the…
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Tonight What Faces by Rick Bailey

I’m looking in the mirror, wondering if I can be an honest best man. Outside the October air is balmy. In the distance I hear lawnmowers. I tie my tie, thinking about my remarks. The promise of your life together….
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Aftertaste by Susmita Bhattacharya

I surf cookery videos on YouTube. Watch how potato chips are fried. Follow the step-by-step of making hot, puffed up chapattis. I feed my cravings with my eyes only. My tongue has turned traitor. I lick my lips and swallow…
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Protrusions by Misty Urban

They’re called mandibular tori, and yes, since you’re asking, they do hurt, a little, often, not in a take-me-to-the-dentist-immediately way but in an ongoing, low-grade, what-can-you-do-but-learn-to-live-with-it kind of way. They occur in 5-7% of the population, which means I am…
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Trip-trapping by Sara Hills

The autumn I turn ten, we leave my dad and the crusted expanse of Arizona desert, hard-packed sand dotted with dried grass and shriveled cacti, for the suburbs of Chicago. I’m crammed in the middle of the backseat with my…
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