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How to grow out your hair, and then cut it all of yourself | Lauren Reitzel
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Her summer in Africa | Krystal Koski
There’s an effortless beauty that surrounds those that sleep; when their face muscles relax and they have no concern for…
Fawning for Flora | Madi Altman
My human form has not felt quite right lately; a floral form feels a better fit. I stare at my…
You Paint Your Nails Purple | Amber Hashmi
You paint your nails purple, Purple like the walls of your childhood bedroom, Your childhood bedroom where you and your…
All In | Andrew Smedley
It’s a seven of diamonds on the turn and I freeze my movements. The chip leader glances my way and…
143 | Madi Altman
I didn’t expect it to be this hard moving on. I never noticed how intertwined our lives have been since…
Almost Home | Amber Hashmi
Watching the subtle oscillations of the headlights in the rearview mirror as the cars weave through the hilly, pothole-ridden roads…
A New Kind of Intoxication | Madi Altman
Kissing you is intoxicating. I could get drunk off of your lips. You taste like an Old Fashioned: sweet like…
The Weather Outside My Window | Kristen Boudreau
I can’t see the weather outside my window right now because the blinds are closed, which they always are. My…