Fiction
Sorry by Sarah Freligh
For once she’s slept soundly, a full night in her own bed without being punched or meowed awake by Fluffy whose reign of terror typically began well before the sun came up.
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Non-Fiction
Baseball, Comedy, and How Doubt and Failure Keep Us Going By Jacob Nantz
The best job I ever had was selling concessions at a minor-league ballpark in Geneva, Illinois.
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Winter Solstice by Anastasios Mihalopoulos
We find the first tavern that will have us. There, through clam chowder grins we eat the cold out of our bodies.
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Biophilia by Nancy Lynée Woo
Despite it all, I throw my body onto the ancient path of living.
Non-Fiction
Our Golden Maple by Abby Manzella
Surely, it can be saved. Surely, this conversation can’t cause its demise. A tree feels like a permanent thing.
