Ataraxia by Hana Tzou

  There’s howling on the streets. Lions, brawling, tearing each other to pieces, ripping flesh. The smell of blood streaks the sky, and steel ascends from the abyss, skyscrapers looming ominously over the bloodshed. Shouting and screaming and pain ripples through the cities, and the sour flavor of death burns the taste buds with every […]

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Three Rooms by Emily Ward

I didn’t learn how to tie my shoelaces until I was twelve and three-quarters — I was used to loving the mud between my toes, bits of sunflower petals under the biggest nail. Our house sat on a sandstone promontory, and it shuddered when I left wet footprints in the hall. I learned to put […]

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