Dislocated Concerto

Madeline Jones

The air fills into your lungs to the base of your diaphragm and then into the clarinet in one deliberate line. Muscles down your jawline stretch. Nothing is clenching or tight. Your body is secure and delicate so that the sound can be completely natural.

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The Smell of Peaches

Alicia Clinton

I didn’t know until many years later when we had to buy our peaches from the grocery store, that consumers were being fooled by perfect-looking still life produce. Instead of biting into a warm, sweet globe of goodness, they were getting a grainy-textured fruit void of taste.

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Stingray

María Llona García

It’s something I can’t completely understand. It’s one thing to swim despite the fear of being stung, when it’s just a possibility. I hurry across blinking red lights, fly on planes, and eat steak tartare, reasoning with myself that I can’t avoid every possible danger. But my mother has felt the needle-pinch of a stingray’s tail three times already and she happily risks a fourth. Can the water really be so sweet?                                            

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