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Aleksandra Hill, Kanika Agrawal, Rowan Morrison, Zhui Ning Chang, Isabella Kestermann, and Sachiko Ragosta

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Interview with Naseem Jamnia
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Excerpt: The Bruising of Qilwa
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Cover: Issue 3.1
The Creeping Moon

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Category: Fiction

Fiction

Banhus

Alice meets a man who loves languages, who consumes them as one would a delicious meal. She’s happy to teach him the Yiddish she knows—but he wants more. “Banhus” is about language, conquest, and finding freedom.

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Fiction

Electric Waterfalls

A solar panel was malfunctioning in Cluster 4, Quadrant 6 of the Prudhoe Array. Measuring approximately three hundred miles across and hovering one thousand feet

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Fiction

Matchmaker, Matchmaker

Esther and Chaviva are best friends who find themselves in direct competition for an arranged match with an off-world boy. Is a happily ever after possible?

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Fiction

Me and Seed Sheself

I been wid dis woman since she was small, and now is like we shell casing break in two, in three.  First ting I remember

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Fiction

Hiraeth Heart

We build the fire high just as the frosted fingers of dusk start to creep through the desert, the horizon unobstructed by the city skylines

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Fiction

Phoenix Tile

I take one more look at the mirror and check the angle of my pocket square. The suit looks good, but then it always does—one

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Fiction

Tomatoes

The tomatoes in our garden are hungry again. Nanna is not enough anymore. She has been feeding them for too long. Soon, she will be

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Fiction

Sorry We Missed You!

New Ceres: Now Serving Delicious!  I press my face to the cold glass separating me from space as my mother docks The Flying Potato to

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Fiction

My Mother’s Samosas

Dark, small, withered, my mother’s fingers curve around the half onion. With her other hand she wields her knife and dices the onion into bits

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Fiction

Más chileno que …

I hold my birth mother’s name like a string of pearls between my gum and my molars. I hold it on the right side of

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