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In April

Yesterday I thought that I’d take the bus, yet I dreaded balancing the two luggage bags, both Plastered to my side. After deciding To stay, reluctant but certain, I now sit in the simmering Elbow of my crumpled bed, neck folded and head Hunched. Goblets of sleet line the windowsill. There’s a woman outside—hair sorted […]

A Pup Costs Five Dollars

Lea Han 03.02.23: The Counter Culture Issue, Arts

When Bene pushes Marc off the swing, hands Scrambling and accompanied by rapid gust, Marc falls on the mush with his shirt speared Open like a gutted fish, the tattered sleeves limp. Before That odd incident, he had undressed In his room alone. Was it private? Bene, at the time, was Laboring. Marc had forgotten […]