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    Bunny

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    This calm white room with its calm white drapes could pass for a punishment room, vanilla punishment, not on most dungeon menus but ZZ always […] More

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    Unicorn16

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    Oona sits in the warm Long Island sun, drinking a jasmine soda beside the stainless-steel recycling can, earbeads spooling a Y-cast, audio only, Y is […] More

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    Gussie and Karim

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    A third straight day of steady rain, the studio driveway is a slurry and only the jeep can get through to the main road, but […] More

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    Jonas Siegler

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    He sits hunched in prisoner’s white baggies at the scuffed steel table, in this visitation room that smells like plastic and tension and twenty years’ […] More

  • 985 Views204 Votes

    Meghan and Clara

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    “Is that a new flower?” Clara in blue bandana and an old Rockaway Girlz t-shirt, pointing at the screen, a potted spotted orchid of sumptuous […] More

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    Marfa

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    “Oh for fuck’s sake,” Marfa’s mutter as her screen flares alarming green, dulls, lights, flares again as the power sputters, the usual Sugar Shack fail […] More

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    Sergey Kendricks

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    “Here,” Nico in his pink fatigues, leaning back against the balcony railing in the calm and balmy afternoon, offering a knurled black pipe. “Try it. […] More

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    Fuxury/Addam Foss

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    “At Fraktur,” Addam says to the sparkly young woman next to them on the chartered limobus, brown faux velvet seats, mirrored windows, the air is […] More

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    Tom Hae

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    “‘All observation is not just a discovering, but also a bringing forth, and how the observer is constituted is indeed decisive.’ Kierkegaard wrote that.” Silence. […] More

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    Mathias Bergeron

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    The little park is filled with trees, grass, a pink sun casting deep magenta shadows. He dips a huge black paw into the creek, and […] More

  • 992 Views202 Votes

    Derek

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    Scratching at his still-spattered knuckles, that indelible Tokyo pink, reaching for the glass of cold rosé, he looks up, up at the long limbs across […] More

  • 1.1k Views2 Comments219 Votes

    Felix

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    Ari is sleeping. Felix is awake. The flat’s windows are half-open, rain a patter like faraway applause, the sheets a soft susurration as Felix slides […] More

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