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Uproar in Diritania
From early that morning, the people of Diritania, a small country, had been waiting…
Justin Catford had announced in advance that his statement would be of an emergency…
The fear and panic among the population stemmed from the fact that Diritania was…
Justin Catford had announced in advance that his statement would be of an emergency…
The fear and panic among the population stemmed from the fact that Diritania was…
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A UNIVERSE FOR TWO
Barys Paulau
ELENA (40s) — A translator and writer. She has spent years living in the margins of someone…TOMASZ (50s) — A poet who once had a career. He now has a reputation. He drinks to keep the…THE WAITRESS (30s) — She is always there. She never explains herself. She moves through the…
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Haunted Heart
Wayne Russell
The dust of us has settled
the bitter sting, just a pit
of emptiness now.
the bitter sting, just a pit
of emptiness now.
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the levelness of the game
Dustin Miller
You’ve seen the game, and likely played it.
Roll the golf ball up the short wooden incline. It comes back to you unless it drops…
first.
Roll the golf ball up the short wooden incline. It comes back to you unless it drops…
first.
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Broken Boys
Miles Grüne-Yanoff
INT. APARTMENT 1 – NIGHT
We open on a grey apartment, paint peeling off the walls in the corners. A radiator…
MAN 1 (60s) sits on the couch, slightly left of center, wearing a leather jacket and…
We open on a grey apartment, paint peeling off the walls in the corners. A radiator…
MAN 1 (60s) sits on the couch, slightly left of center, wearing a leather jacket and…
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What The Sky Could Not Keep
Ann Fulleros
There was a season
when everything I loved
left in flashes—
when everything I loved
left in flashes—
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Bulă, or How We Invented Quantum
Jaia Papitz
A literary satire about laughter, bureaucracy, and the small cosmic errors that keep reality from sealing itself shut.