Bachata
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Bachata

JP Infante

“Moms mopped with Clorox, Fabuloso and sound. She cleaned the sidewalks off our tiles with Whitney Houston’s ‘I Will Always Love You.’”

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Dominican Cake
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Dominican Cake

Annecy Báez

“Some women even boasted of becoming pregnant after eating one of her cakes, which became a boon for business.” 

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Breaststroke
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Breaststroke

L Scully

A day at the lake, and a fantasy almost made real.

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No Rain Soothes Now
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No Rain Soothes Now

Sage Ravenwood

“I used to think Quaking Aspen
clapped in merriment   Until they didn’t”

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The room is silent and I…
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The room is silent and I…

Heidi Miranda

“I met a boy and he took me stargazing
and we both cried because what else is there to do
when you feel a little reckless?”

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Family and a Feral Cat on a Summer Evening
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Family and a Feral Cat on a Summer Evening

Shannon Frost Greenstein

“I expected it to dart by, its preternatural sense for danger triggered by the sight of my toddler. I expected to continue our walk. I expected I would never again think about the orange feral cat who once crossed our path.”

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Editors’ Picks
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Editors’ Picks

These selections just represent pieces that each of us felt we had a particular connection to, or that had a special meaning for us.

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To Be Heard
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To Be Heard

TaNia Donatto

Your last breath
will not be
the final time
you are heard.

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The World Isn’t Safe for Pet-Sitting Clubs.
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The World Isn’t Safe for Pet-Sitting Clubs.

Alan ten-Hoeve

“I open my mouth to say something like, that just isn’t possible right now, but stop myself. I let her have her fantasy. We need them sometimes just to get through.”

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Spring / Primavera
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Spring / Primavera

Rita Valverde

She came to New York hoping to see her first spring bloom. Maybe some other year, when the word “pandemic” is a memory.

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Alabama Summer
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Alabama Summer

Bill Goodman

“Maybe moving forward is digging down. Sidewalks crack, roads buckle, hair becomes two-toned, and sweat stains our best shirt.”

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The Afterlife
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The Afterlife

Donna Steiner

Even the sounds that die out have a way of living on.

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Sonnet for the Fireflies
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Sonnet for the Fireflies

Nadia Bovy

Lately I’ve been twisting gorgeous seconds

—breathless,

soundless graces of this life

into Myth

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Everything New
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Everything New

Sean Ennis

“What a stressful, enormous expense to keep out the rain, stunt the black mold in the room labeled “office,” and keep the house from a total dangerous collapse!”

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