In the Blood

Suzanne Hicks

I spent more and more time watching the sun go down alone, lying in the grass or climbing the tree that shed helicopters in fall.

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Night Swimming

Jacob Dimpsey

I saw a fallen tree, half-sunken into the ground, covered in moss and mushrooms and I wanted to become like it. I wanted to become part of the ecosystem. 

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Not This Time

Mathieu Parsy

That’s the thing about shame—it doesn’t teach you anything. It just sits on your chest like a beetle the size of a Doberman and dares you to move.

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