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The Fire

Swetha Amit When I got home from work, I found Ma running out of the front door, naked and dripping

Sarah Banse Mario, the landlord, a short thick man with a heavy Italian accent, rehabbed the apartment before we moved

Nicole Walker There’s a line in Jenny Lewis’s song Just One of the Guys that goes something like “No matter

Epiphany Ferrell It was a clear night, moon distant, not quiet, too many spring peepers and crickets for that, and

Maureen Aitken My mother says my father’s 30-pound weight loss is the result of a renewed commitment to his health,

Amy Goldmacher You’re making a cup of tea: you turn on the gas burner but it doesn’t light, and you

Laura K. Bray I was six years old when I was buried alive. They say when they pulled me from

Tara Manshon A man appeared on campus not long ago. Unlike the other men whose attendance was expected, if not

Tina S. Zhu The pop star dies covered in sticky fake blood and makeup scars on her face. She dies