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emerald spider between rose thorns by Dean Young

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She was treating us to cherries. According to the custom of my childhood I left one of the cherry stones in my mouth. It rolled round and round in my mouth, was sucked clean. I took it out; it had a wooden look.

When I left the country I still had the cherry stone in my mouth.

I wander through an invisible land.

– Yuri Olyesha, from “The Cherry Stone,” Love and Other Stories (Washington Square Press, 1967)

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Rainbow Falls, Whistler, Canada by Bryce Evans

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summer storm

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"Well, it was your zodiac year," my aunt said, when I told her about my woes. "I bet you didn't bother to wear red."

– Janalyn Guo, from “Bloom,” Our Colony Beyond the City of Ruins: Stories (Subito Press, 2018)

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So this is my backyard. I guess I’ve got a lot of wishes to make

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The old clapper bridge

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'tobacco seed combined with firefly genes' by david ow in the molecular gaze: art in the genetic age - suzanne anker + dorothy nelkin (2004)

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its almost as if trumps loss in 2020 was in-fact a bellwether for the continued rise of neo-fascism... its almost like, just maybe, when a liberal party responds to reactionary ideologies with centrism and militant nationalism it doesn't exactly offer a counter to fascism but instead offers nutritive soil for its roots to grow... you could almost argue that a state that extracts its power from violent exploitation will inevitably fall to fascism... perhaps, just maybe, this is the inherent trajectory of a nation built on genocide... weird...

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煙る, ショーシュー(SHOUSHU)

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i was actually born 9 months premature. they had to give me to a dust mite as a wet nurse.

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