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Exponential Decay

By Maggie Kennedy “The orange tastes like a refrigerator,” my son says,spitting out his bite and pretending to gag,and though I have never tasted a refrigeratorI know what he means. The orange tastes like the plastic it was wrapped in.And though I have never eaten plastic,the conjured smell fills my…

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The Father They Didn’t Know

by Christina Hart Joe aged with about as much grace as a brick. He was still sturdy, strong, and a bit rough around the edges. He was a man who fulfilled your expectations and sometimes, by not fulfilling them at all. The passing of the years brought grey hair and…

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