All I can do is search the room for someone who can help me. But Marie went home a half hour ago, Saul’s sitting with his head buried in an ice chest, and all the cousins are dancing, bunched up in front of the DJ, wasted. I’ve seen worse—it’s Purim—but it might be time to panic.… more
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Loaf
FICTION by J.D. SmithHow does pre-packaged bread affect romance? J.D. Smith offers one possibility.… more
Field Test
CREATIVE NONFICTION by Stefan Olson“It’s like Grandpa told us,” my brother said. “It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.”… more
