by Wim Coleman
It is said that our Hollow Sun holds 1.3 million earths. Just how much those earths resemble our own is purely a theoretical matter, since no information can escape the event horizon of the photosphere. Nevertheless, the laws of physics suggest with a high degree of certainty that there is an earth where coincidences never happen, which itself is an astonishing coincidence. Lent is perpetual on one of these earths, while Carnevale is never-ending on another. There is an earth where everyone's fifteen minutes of fame is divided and subdivided into imperceptible nanoseconds. Most interesting of all to the layperson is an earth where every snowflake has its exact double.
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Wim Coleman (he/him) is a playwright, poet, novelist, and nonfiction writer. In a literary culture divided into "highbrow" and "lowbrow," he strives to remain resolutely "brow." (Wim's website)
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20260913
Sample People
by Patrick Parks
They were a small couple, elegantly dressed, but very small. They looked to me like sample people, something you might see in a shop, a display for the full-sized variety. They were so dainty and so delicate in their movements that I was overcome by the wonder of them and tears sprang to my eyes. It must have been a common reaction. They looked at me with something like pity as they passed. Each raised a tiny hand and gave me a brief, knowing salute.
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Patrick Parks authored a novel, Tucumcari (KERNPUNKT Press, 2018), and has had fiction, poetry, reviews and interviews appear or forthcoming in a number of places, most recently The Millions, The Writing Disorder, TYPO, Change Seven, Ocotillo Review, Bridge Eight, Another Chicago Magazine, and Full Stop. He is a graduate of the University of Iowa’s Writers’ Workshop and lives with his wife near Chicago. For more, visit his website.
They were a small couple, elegantly dressed, but very small. They looked to me like sample people, something you might see in a shop, a display for the full-sized variety. They were so dainty and so delicate in their movements that I was overcome by the wonder of them and tears sprang to my eyes. It must have been a common reaction. They looked at me with something like pity as they passed. Each raised a tiny hand and gave me a brief, knowing salute.
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Patrick Parks authored a novel, Tucumcari (KERNPUNKT Press, 2018), and has had fiction, poetry, reviews and interviews appear or forthcoming in a number of places, most recently The Millions, The Writing Disorder, TYPO, Change Seven, Ocotillo Review, Bridge Eight, Another Chicago Magazine, and Full Stop. He is a graduate of the University of Iowa’s Writers’ Workshop and lives with his wife near Chicago. For more, visit his website.
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Robert McEvily
20260912
Never Boring
by Anonymous
I liked Reddit for a while. I liked reading people’s conversations. There were people from all walks of life talking about what they did. Teachers, nurses, police officers, blue-collar workers. As an immigrant, I found America’s ever-squabbling population fascinating. They can be annoyingly ignorant about the other parts of the world, but they are almost never boring to observe.
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Anonymous is an anonymous female. Her six sentences are excerpted from "The Year When My Husband Started to Act Like a Tsundere Teenage Girl to Get My Attention."
I liked Reddit for a while. I liked reading people’s conversations. There were people from all walks of life talking about what they did. Teachers, nurses, police officers, blue-collar workers. As an immigrant, I found America’s ever-squabbling population fascinating. They can be annoyingly ignorant about the other parts of the world, but they are almost never boring to observe.
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Anonymous is an anonymous female. Her six sentences are excerpted from "The Year When My Husband Started to Act Like a Tsundere Teenage Girl to Get My Attention."
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Robert McEvily
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