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Destination Designed
by Lori Nunnink Lori Nunnink is the Sr. Victim Advocate with the Nevada County, California Victim Assistance Center, advocating for...
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The Annual Exam
by Alexandria Yakes Alexandria is new to the public writing world. This is her first non-academic publication, and she is proud to be...
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Growing Through the Pain of Trauma
by Caralyn Dreyer Caralyn Dreyer has a master’s degree in forensic psychology and a bachelor’s degree in criminal justice. Dreyer works...
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Two Pieces
by Frances Guadiano Frances Gaudiano hails from Southern California but has somehow ended up living in Cornwall, England. After earning a...
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It Should Not be a Relative
My uncle took my hand on the road home after babysitting, his breath reeked of whiskey
and cigarettes.
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Zombie-Land
By blurry vision I struggle in, sluggishly shuffling along the cracked crack city streets
and what I do witness’ there in seeing perils
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In the Name of the Holy Father, F**CK You Dad
laughed at his funeral. I really did. I burst into laughter, watching him fade away in dust particles.
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The Woman Who Wanted to See the World Burn by Taylor Ferguson
by Taylor Ferguson Hello, my name is Taylor. When I was in the 10th grade I was sexually harassed daily. The only reason why it stopped...
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untitled by Meirah Johnson
if you could go back to any moment in your life and relive it, change how it happened, change who you lost, what would it be? I can...
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The Things That Once Felt Safe: An Inventory by Courtney Seymour
I ran my thumb up the edge of last week’s grocery list then pulled, fresh slip at the ready: 1 My pliant trunk slung across the frame of...
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I Knew It Was Wrong
“Mom, I’m going over to Tammy’s,” I call as I run out the door. Tammy is my best friend. “Don’t cut across the field. Use the road....
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The Deep End
A wall of skin. Late 1960s inner city gym class swimming, most of the boys don’t own suits anyways, the ones who do, don’t wash them, the...
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Fourth of July, 1980
Leslie Hill It is late afternoon on a Friday, and almost everyone in our family is at a Fourth of July block party down the street. I...
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