I adjusted the rear-view mirror so I could see Steph’s face. It was full of life. PERFECT STRANGERS BY ANDREW SPINK 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 53 Tues…
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My grandma called me on my 18th birthday to congratulate me and shower me with flowery words. It was embarrassing being called in Italian “beautiful bo…
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Whether she understood or not the widow at Cotton’s Estate had been her own relic. COTTON’S POINT BY PAUL DRESMAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 29 At the…
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DEALING WITH CHANGE BY JOEL RUITER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 53 A pictured man that ran his hands through a drill bit and earth, Sits silent from the…
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He delivered the rest of his tirade in French, drowning out the noise of the passing traffic with the smack of his spatulas against the metal table. I …
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Well. It’s not sad. It’s really good. Just because a man is alone doesn’t mean he is lonely. RICAS PAPAS FRITAS BY NICOLAS POYNTER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZIN…
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What I choose to do in life will be all I ever do. It will be all I can ever be remembered for. This is why I want to do something outstanding. I want …
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She struck a pose in the bedroom doorway for Angel to admire. The soundtrack was C&A Feel Good Fashion: How do you want to feel today? ARTIST BY ELLEN …
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JUKEBOX RHYTHMS BY SARA ALTMAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 83 SARA ALTMAN I relish nature and photography. Writing deepens my relationship with myself …
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The fight started suddenly. One rock-and-roller said something loud. People looked. Then another rock-and-roller said something louder. THERE WAS A FIG…
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DAUGHTREY AND RITA BY JOHN ALLISON 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 83 Daughtrey’s old Dodge pickup kicked up choking swells of fine yellow powder as he dro…
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In the shade of a sobbing willow you held my hand and told me that there was nowhere on earth better than in this garden to be in love. LOVE AND PHILOD…
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