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  • Poetry > Free Verse
    I walked into the hot sweat June room, thick with the drip of pheromones Loud convoluted tones of sedated seduction. It was a production with a cast of contrasting players, Playing each other for prey, And there I was, an easy piece of bait, waiting to be slayed, Praying that he wouldn’t ent...
  • Poetry > Free Verse
    Pull me into your gravity, your gravity, this moral cavity of inequity, Dragging me in breathlessly, my breathy voice heavy in your ear, Here, all is clear, and we’re only young, we only become the devils within ourselves just once. You convinced me to fall into this renaissance of rel...
  • Nonfiction > Travel & Culture
    I remember walking up to the lectern to hold her hand. She would wait, hands open, ready to hold me while singing the closing songs of a Friday night Shabbat service. I remember looking out into the crowd as the edges of my mother's prayer shawl tickled my shoulders like trembling fingertips. I ...
  • Hot Topics > Pride & Prejudice
    I'm proud of you. Of the work you've done for 25 years leading thousands of worshipers. When people ask me where my father preaches, I say, “No, you've got it all wrong.” But Mom, when I tell them who I really am, who you really are, they look at me like I don't quite belong anymore....
  • Fiction > All Fiction
    The room started out clean, unblemished. There was one coat of paint on the walls, white, with a strip of sesame street characters along the edge of the ceiling. There was a crib in the center of the room next to the lamp, with a baby who knew nothing but bliss. Soon she started to grow, outgrowing ...
  • Nonfiction > Memoir
    I don’t know what to feel anymore. I don’t know what’s real anymore. I’m broken inside. Because you broke me. You tore me apart, into shreds, into threads, threads that were being woven into a beautiful tapestry. Threads that interwove hands and plans and you said you were mine, and all th...

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