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Story of the Week

Lebanon’s dreams of a homeland were fading with every rocket launch.

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Poem of the Week

Warm breath in my ear mouthing a name; rivulet folded back in water.

Poetry

I find lost prayers in the tiny edging around buttonholes.

Poetry

The past is never done with. It begs to be fed, demands to be eaten.

Story of the Week

Hello, women rising up against toxic men. I salute you. And I apologize.

Story of the Week

The excursion brought shape to that entire scruff-covered summer.

Poem of the Week

I feel as if I have been struck from the book of the living.