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Ink – Ryan Bry

The rains slant in the sky. A single drop descends and gathers with other droplets near a crow’s heart and then: is flung downward towards Samantha’s silver KIA by its unsteady plumage. It taps on the unemotional windshield, still remembering the warmth of the birdheart, and is wiped away with other unwanted bits of heaven’s tears. It joins the tire spritz as our hero Samantha veers out of the highway lane—and the vehicle buzzes.

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The Kings of Salsa – Isabella Esser-Munera

    For Jimmy, on your wilder nights

 

Martina, Downtown LA, 3pm

 

Well what do you want to do?  Martina texted.

 

I want to get WILD

 

Zoey typed back.

 

Shit. Martina sighed, looking at the clock in the upper right hand side of her laptop.

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What Type of Cheese are You? – Marisa Crane

Buttcheekbook has fucked me again. A friend shared a Buzzshit quiz, “What Type of Cheese Are You?” along with her results: plain old cheddar. What a lame-o. In order to prove that I am not a lame-o, I have to take the quiz and discover what type of cheese I am. Before it is too late. Before the aliens come down and rescue all of the people with cheese name-tags on,

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Much like a Cat – Homeless

   Much like a cat, Mark had to be coerced out from underneath the couch whenever Wendy had company over.

   “Where’s Mark?” one of Wendy’s guests would inevitably ask, and Wendy, after making that nervous little smile of hers, the one she learned to perfect ever since Mark began acting weird over the past year or so, would grab the bag of treats off the kitchen counter, walk over to the couch and,

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