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Mars and a Reflection of Mars (repeat)

Mars and a Reflection of Mars (repeat) By Carolee Bennett   |  August 26, 2019
"There are two red planets tonight," I say. And you reply, "What a brave universe." And I feel brave. Two 30-lb packs hang near the tent we pitched just before it got dark enough to need headlamps. It’s Night One of this backpacking trip.

The End of the Movie (repeat)

The End of the Movie (repeat) By Christopher Bundy   |  August 19, 2019
Today: summer afternoon on the front porch as thunderheads grow over the top of a giant oak. In the yard you perform perfect cartwheels, your legs long and straight in the air.

Bare, Naked (repeat)

Bare, Naked (repeat) By Andrea Fisk Rotterman   |  August 12, 2019
Rain falls, dimpling puddles. I kick off my clogs. My toenails shine like sparkling pumpkin peel. I slide my underwear and jeans down my legs, unsnap my bra, pull my sweatshirt over my head, lay my folded clothes on my shoes.

River Teeth Journal Issue 20.2

River Teeth Journal Issue 20.2 August 9, 2019
Featuring the writing of Rachel Weaver, Jeff Gundy, EmmaJean Holley, Anne McGrath, J. David Stevens, Jill Talbot, Sam Pickering, Evan Reibsome, E. J. Myers, Elizabeth Miki Brina, Rosanna N. Henderson, Chris Siteman, and Fleda Brown.
Keywords: 20-2

The Teacups (repeat)

The Teacups (repeat) By Pamela Rothbard   |  August 5, 2019
At the boardwalk, everything is past its prime: sweating hot dogs, mashed bags of cotton candy, melting ice cream. The workers move by rote--lifting and lowering the gate, pulling up on harnesses, scanning tickets. I slump in line.

Shapes Shifted, Senses Altered, Values Freely Wheeled

Shapes Shifted, Senses Altered, Values Freely Wheeled By Thomas Larson   |  August 2, 2019
There may be no more startling way to bait readers into an essay than this: “Is there a word for the unsettling sensation of sitting down on an unexpectedly warm toilet seat, because someone used it just before you and sat there for a good long while? Maybe something in German?” The author titles it: “FREUDENSCHANDE: PRIV(AC)Y,” that is “joyful-shame.” Using wilder “made-up” German compounds as section titles, she compares the “bowel mover” in the “public privy” to the commodious confessions of personal nonfiction, the emotional “shitshow” so many memoirists and essayists insist readers must sit with.
Keywords: book review

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