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I Am Karl Marx by Jen Levitt In the world there are many people I don’t know most of them Sometimes…

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The Scratch by Raymond Carver I woke up with a spot of blood over my eye. A scratch halfway across…

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A girl named Jack by Jacqueline Woodson Good enough name for me, my father said the day I was born. Don’t…

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Sometimes by Dan Gerber I fall in love with that one glimpse of her from behind, something about the bend…

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Resignation by Joanna Lee The night Paris went dark, the power died here on whole blocks east of the city.…

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Ghostly Heron by George Bilgere When I retire I plan to take up photography. I will buy a very nice…

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You Might Think This is What Happens by Amy Schrader —Schrödinger’s cat walks into a bar. And doesn’t. You’re talking…

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Good Girl by Kim Addonizio Look at you, sitting there being good. After two years you’re still dying for a…

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Philip Seymour Hoffman by Nick Flynn Last summer I found a small box stashed away in my apartment, a box…

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The Race by Sharon Olds When I got to the airport I rushed up to the desk, bought a ticket,…