Rain on Concrete
“The fruits of my emotional investment will always be inedible, too bitter to chew upon, too acidic to digest.” A short fiction by John Vrana.
“The fruits of my emotional investment will always be inedible, too bitter to chew upon, too acidic to digest.” A short fiction by John Vrana.
“Their friendship grew like grass through a sidewalk crack; in between.” A short fiction by Natalie Gulgren.
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“She does not even need to try to look ashamed of herself, she just has that kind of face.” A memoir excerpt by Helen Amirian.
“The sounds of shouts and clashing steel could be heard from the grounds below. The air smelled faintly of smoke.” Short fiction by Syd Porter.
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