The Rest Between Us

Sophia McLain

Make sure it’s open casket, she says. Make sure your sister doesn’t cry. Make sure you wear something nice.  She’s ugly when she cries.

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Made Low

Jennifer Krasner 

Some aperture of possibility must have closed for her after that day of the eruption, and the hard flatness of obligation displaced whatever glimpses of beauty she had dared to imagine for herself.

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