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Indian ID, fiction by Eric Ramseier

I have this plas­tic lam­i­nat­ed card that says I'm an Indi­an.  It has my name on it, the tribe I'm from—some kind of Chero­kee, and my pic­ture.  It needs my pic­ture because I don't look like an Indi­an at all.  … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Appalachians, by GC Smith

Moun­tain folk I see them every­where. In the cities now. On the streets. In the pool rooms, bars, fight­in' clubs. Inswank hotels. Still back in the Piney woods. I see them dri­vin' pick up trucks. Dri­ving BMWs. Endur­ing peo­ple. Fight­ing for the … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Two Poems by Teisha Dawn Twomey

Wan­derun­lust I want to believe in truck stop din­ers blue­ber­ry pan­cakes, vaca­tion vil­lages on the way to nev­er ever again land. By morn­ing, I’d think any place could be home. I con­tin­ue to car­ry old key chains with me. They fail to unlock any doors … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Goosy Gus and the Cash Mob, fiction by William Trent Pancoast

(orig­i­nal­ly appeared in Revolver) Gus had acquired the name “Goosy” because of his shell shock and bat­tle fatigue from WWII and now he was no longer allowed in his daughter-in-law’s donut shop in down­town Cranston even though eat­ing donuts was … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Squeaky Wheel Gets the Nitrous Oxide, poem by Dennis Mahagin

Car­ry on, wis­dom, as if eye teeth depend­ed, floss, floss, don't let them fit you for insane. Lips make a purse, spit out the Jol­ly Ranch­er, get on your bike again. Rot­ten molars, a hail of bul­lets. My hygien­ist is buy­ing an assault … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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And Rapture, fiction by Sheldon Lee Compton

There was this time I thought Gabriel was blow­ing his horn and dive-bom­b­ing me into Hell.  Turned out it was a Mack coal truck across the road at Dale Trivette’s Truck­ing pulling onto Route 610. I was in bed and think­ing … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Parade, fiction by Henry Hope

I can’t abide this shit. I can’t and I won’t.” Desmond, my mother’s new boyfriend, jabs his oily knob of a fin­ger into my fore­head. His breath is com­ing in rapid lit­tle spurts, a sign, I have learned, that his … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Harry Crews' Unfinished Novel, poem by Dale Wisely

Har­ry real­ized then that the book was so inti­mate that all he could do was mark his place with a thumb, close the man­u­script, look out the win­dow, and try not to cry because, he said, it’s so damn close to the … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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Feather, fiction by Elizabeth Glass

Wayne leaned back on the rock where he was kneel­ing next to Mandy when she told him she was preg­nant. He could feel the cool moss seep­ing damp­ness into his jeans. He saw Mandy look­ing and act­ing old­er after hav­ing … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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The Failure of Love and Everything, poem by William Taylor, Jr.

The Fail­ure of Love and Every­thing Baby, we are every tick­et that didn't win. We are the the defeat­ed armies of the ages, the view from every win­dow of every shit­ty hotel in every shit­ty town you can imag­ine. We are the … Con­tin­ue read­ing

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