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Unsaid

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

Cristina Hartmann I met him at one of those conferences Mom made me go to. She thought it’d be good

Gabrielle Griffis I found a door in the back of a Goodwill, inside a framed poster of the muscular system.

Joe Grantham They didn’t invite him, but he came anyway. Saw him sitting on a concrete bench outside the theatre