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Easier to Let You Win by Mansi Bhatia
For the first time, I was seeing what my mother never could: Not fighting isn’t the same as peace. Winning isn’t the same as being loved....
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For the first time, I was seeing what my mother never could: Not fighting isn’t the same as peace. Winning isn’t the same as being loved....
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December 7, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Easier to Let You Win by Mansi Bhatia
For the first time, I was seeing what my mother never could: Not fighting isn’t the same as peace. Winning isn’t the same as being loved....
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For the first time, I was seeing what my mother never could: Not fighting isn’t the same as peace. Winning isn’t the same as being loved....
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Grief Lives In These Rooms, So Does Hope by Elizabeth Candy
Every room tells a story. Some loud and joyful. Others, tender and unfinished....
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Every room tells a story. Some loud and joyful. Others, tender and unfinished....
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December 4, 2025 at 4:15 PM
Grief Lives In These Rooms, So Does Hope by Elizabeth Candy
Every room tells a story. Some loud and joyful. Others, tender and unfinished....
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Every room tells a story. Some loud and joyful. Others, tender and unfinished....
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Battle of Broom: Sweeping Mindsets by Vernica Goel
The birth of a broom takes place in the narrow lanes of the rural areas in Rajasthan and the by-lanes of Jodhpur city. The life of a broom evokes a new emotion at every step....
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The birth of a broom takes place in the narrow lanes of the rural areas in Rajasthan and the by-lanes of Jodhpur city. The life of a broom evokes a new emotion at every step....
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December 2, 2025 at 5:45 PM
Battle of Broom: Sweeping Mindsets by Vernica Goel
The birth of a broom takes place in the narrow lanes of the rural areas in Rajasthan and the by-lanes of Jodhpur city. The life of a broom evokes a new emotion at every step....
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The birth of a broom takes place in the narrow lanes of the rural areas in Rajasthan and the by-lanes of Jodhpur city. The life of a broom evokes a new emotion at every step....
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One Turn by Kandi Maxwell
Out the window, I can see that the early morning darkness has turned to a soft-grey. My side of the room is by the hallway door....
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Out the window, I can see that the early morning darkness has turned to a soft-grey. My side of the room is by the hallway door....
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November 30, 2025 at 6:30 PM
One Turn by Kandi Maxwell
Out the window, I can see that the early morning darkness has turned to a soft-grey. My side of the room is by the hallway door....
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Out the window, I can see that the early morning darkness has turned to a soft-grey. My side of the room is by the hallway door....
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Healing 2.0: The Yoga Essay by Rebecca Eckland
But after six hours in a room heated to 106 degrees with 60% humidity, I emerged with a single—albeit delirious—question: If yoga has healed so many people, why can’t it heal me?...
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But after six hours in a room heated to 106 degrees with 60% humidity, I emerged with a single—albeit delirious—question: If yoga has healed so many people, why can’t it heal me?...
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November 28, 2025 at 4:36 PM
Healing 2.0: The Yoga Essay by Rebecca Eckland
But after six hours in a room heated to 106 degrees with 60% humidity, I emerged with a single—albeit delirious—question: If yoga has healed so many people, why can’t it heal me?...
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But after six hours in a room heated to 106 degrees with 60% humidity, I emerged with a single—albeit delirious—question: If yoga has healed so many people, why can’t it heal me?...
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The Moment My Dad and I Traded Places by David Stern
In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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November 26, 2025 at 8:39 PM
The Moment My Dad and I Traded Places by David Stern
In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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The Moment My Dad and I Traded Places by David Stern
In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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November 25, 2025 at 5:30 PM
The Moment My Dad and I Traded Places by David Stern
In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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In a world of complicated relationships, ours was simple. Dad was a shopkeeper by day and family patriarch by night....
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On Backgammon, Cancer, and Why Being So-So Is Good Enough by Randi Schalet
“Good match,” I echoed, shaking his warm, sweaty palm. I was elated, but whoops and hollers aren’t part of the backgammon culture....
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“Good match,” I echoed, shaking his warm, sweaty palm. I was elated, but whoops and hollers aren’t part of the backgammon culture....
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November 20, 2025 at 5:30 PM
On Backgammon, Cancer, and Why Being So-So Is Good Enough by Randi Schalet
“Good match,” I echoed, shaking his warm, sweaty palm. I was elated, but whoops and hollers aren’t part of the backgammon culture....
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“Good match,” I echoed, shaking his warm, sweaty palm. I was elated, but whoops and hollers aren’t part of the backgammon culture....
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The Lost Childhood by Sarah Byck
I’m glad I did that mushroom trip, I think as I sit by my father’s bed watching him die....
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I’m glad I did that mushroom trip, I think as I sit by my father’s bed watching him die....
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November 16, 2025 at 5:30 PM
The Lost Childhood by Sarah Byck
I’m glad I did that mushroom trip, I think as I sit by my father’s bed watching him die....
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I’m glad I did that mushroom trip, I think as I sit by my father’s bed watching him die....
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The Encounter by Patricia Worthen
Time seemed to stand still, although I know the whole encounter couldn’t have been more than 5 minutes....
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Time seemed to stand still, although I know the whole encounter couldn’t have been more than 5 minutes....
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November 4, 2025 at 5:30 PM
The Encounter by Patricia Worthen
Time seemed to stand still, although I know the whole encounter couldn’t have been more than 5 minutes....
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Time seemed to stand still, although I know the whole encounter couldn’t have been more than 5 minutes....
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Dr. Rutstein by Bianca Bourgault
I cried a lot in Rutstein’s little room and hated myself for it. I was going to die, and this doctor knew it. And she wouldn’t just let me get the cyst out and keep drinking....
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I cried a lot in Rutstein’s little room and hated myself for it. I was going to die, and this doctor knew it. And she wouldn’t just let me get the cyst out and keep drinking....
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November 2, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Dr. Rutstein by Bianca Bourgault
I cried a lot in Rutstein’s little room and hated myself for it. I was going to die, and this doctor knew it. And she wouldn’t just let me get the cyst out and keep drinking....
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I cried a lot in Rutstein’s little room and hated myself for it. I was going to die, and this doctor knew it. And she wouldn’t just let me get the cyst out and keep drinking....
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She Is Her Own Best Friend by Sabrina Ambrose
She is not desperate for validation. She has become her own best friend.
Until the day she dies....
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She is not desperate for validation. She has become her own best friend.
Until the day she dies....
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October 28, 2025 at 5:30 PM
She Is Her Own Best Friend by Sabrina Ambrose
She is not desperate for validation. She has become her own best friend.
Until the day she dies....
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She is not desperate for validation. She has become her own best friend.
Until the day she dies....
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Leftovers by Kelly Wallace
Neither of you finishes your lunch. Dad asks for a doggy bag and the waitress brings containers for the leftovers....
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Neither of you finishes your lunch. Dad asks for a doggy bag and the waitress brings containers for the leftovers....
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October 24, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Leftovers by Kelly Wallace
Neither of you finishes your lunch. Dad asks for a doggy bag and the waitress brings containers for the leftovers....
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Neither of you finishes your lunch. Dad asks for a doggy bag and the waitress brings containers for the leftovers....
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Biophobia by Matthew E. Henry
Opening the first bin we found plates, cups, saucers, and other dishware. Not fine china, but they appeared expensive-adjacent in the way of antiques....
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Opening the first bin we found plates, cups, saucers, and other dishware. Not fine china, but they appeared expensive-adjacent in the way of antiques....
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October 21, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Biophobia by Matthew E. Henry
Opening the first bin we found plates, cups, saucers, and other dishware. Not fine china, but they appeared expensive-adjacent in the way of antiques....
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Opening the first bin we found plates, cups, saucers, and other dishware. Not fine china, but they appeared expensive-adjacent in the way of antiques....
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Drained, Inheritance: A Diptych by Barbara Krasner
Dialysis is the beginning of the end. I base this opinion on my father’s experience....
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Dialysis is the beginning of the end. I base this opinion on my father’s experience....
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October 19, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Drained, Inheritance: A Diptych by Barbara Krasner
Dialysis is the beginning of the end. I base this opinion on my father’s experience....
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Dialysis is the beginning of the end. I base this opinion on my father’s experience....
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Emotions Through the Screen by Carson Howard
Feel the emotions through the screen and let them take you to where you’re supposed to be....
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Feel the emotions through the screen and let them take you to where you’re supposed to be....
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October 17, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Emotions Through the Screen by Carson Howard
Feel the emotions through the screen and let them take you to where you’re supposed to be....
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Feel the emotions through the screen and let them take you to where you’re supposed to be....
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Who Else Follows You Into The Dark? (No One) by Sarah Padgett
The phone's glow wouldn’t let my eyes adjust to the words on the screen, so I put on a song at low volume and just waited in the dark....
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The phone's glow wouldn’t let my eyes adjust to the words on the screen, so I put on a song at low volume and just waited in the dark....
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October 15, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Who Else Follows You Into The Dark? (No One) by Sarah Padgett
The phone's glow wouldn’t let my eyes adjust to the words on the screen, so I put on a song at low volume and just waited in the dark....
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The phone's glow wouldn’t let my eyes adjust to the words on the screen, so I put on a song at low volume and just waited in the dark....
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The Courage to Bloom by Nettie Reynolds
Despite what politicians or media figures declare—despite the fearmongering of fringe activists—nature blooms anyway....
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Despite what politicians or media figures declare—despite the fearmongering of fringe activists—nature blooms anyway....
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October 12, 2025 at 5:30 PM
The Courage to Bloom by Nettie Reynolds
Despite what politicians or media figures declare—despite the fearmongering of fringe activists—nature blooms anyway....
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Despite what politicians or media figures declare—despite the fearmongering of fringe activists—nature blooms anyway....
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Ritual by Nadja Maril
My aunt was a traveler. She had no children, never married...Her instructions were clear. Cremate my body. No burial....
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My aunt was a traveler. She had no children, never married...Her instructions were clear. Cremate my body. No burial....
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October 10, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Ritual by Nadja Maril
My aunt was a traveler. She had no children, never married...Her instructions were clear. Cremate my body. No burial....
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My aunt was a traveler. She had no children, never married...Her instructions were clear. Cremate my body. No burial....
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Two Weeks by Lee Barron
The last bag of chemo is attached to me. I will wear it home. It will run for the next two days....
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The last bag of chemo is attached to me. I will wear it home. It will run for the next two days....
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October 8, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Two Weeks by Lee Barron
The last bag of chemo is attached to me. I will wear it home. It will run for the next two days....
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The last bag of chemo is attached to me. I will wear it home. It will run for the next two days....
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No Sanctuary for American Children: What Happens to Public Education Now by Lisa Kendrick
We could have created sanctuaries out of every school years ago, but we didn’t. Even now as public education’s death rattle sounds, it’s not too late....
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We could have created sanctuaries out of every school years ago, but we didn’t. Even now as public education’s death rattle sounds, it’s not too late....
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October 5, 2025 at 5:30 PM
No Sanctuary for American Children: What Happens to Public Education Now by Lisa Kendrick
We could have created sanctuaries out of every school years ago, but we didn’t. Even now as public education’s death rattle sounds, it’s not too late....
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We could have created sanctuaries out of every school years ago, but we didn’t. Even now as public education’s death rattle sounds, it’s not too late....
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The Empty Chair by Georgia Coomer
The chair creaks slightly as the house settles, and for just a second, I forget....
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The chair creaks slightly as the house settles, and for just a second, I forget....
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October 3, 2025 at 5:30 PM
The Empty Chair by Georgia Coomer
The chair creaks slightly as the house settles, and for just a second, I forget....
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The chair creaks slightly as the house settles, and for just a second, I forget....
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Duane and the Eggplant: A Ghost Story by Erin Ergenbright
“His girlfriend ran over him with the car, then backed up and ran over him again,” Duane said. “But he was an idiot even before that.”...
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“His girlfriend ran over him with the car, then backed up and ran over him again,” Duane said. “But he was an idiot even before that.”...
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October 1, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Duane and the Eggplant: A Ghost Story by Erin Ergenbright
“His girlfriend ran over him with the car, then backed up and ran over him again,” Duane said. “But he was an idiot even before that.”...
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“His girlfriend ran over him with the car, then backed up and ran over him again,” Duane said. “But he was an idiot even before that.”...
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Once Again, I Find Myself Thinking of Vida’s Story by Sandell Morse
When Vida was growing up, Jews did not identify as Jews. The Communist regime allowed long ingrained anti-Semitism to become state anti-Semitism....
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When Vida was growing up, Jews did not identify as Jews. The Communist regime allowed long ingrained anti-Semitism to become state anti-Semitism....
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September 28, 2025 at 5:30 PM
Once Again, I Find Myself Thinking of Vida’s Story by Sandell Morse
When Vida was growing up, Jews did not identify as Jews. The Communist regime allowed long ingrained anti-Semitism to become state anti-Semitism....
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When Vida was growing up, Jews did not identify as Jews. The Communist regime allowed long ingrained anti-Semitism to become state anti-Semitism....
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RECIPE FOR AUTHORITARIAN STEW by Grady VanWright
If stew lacks bite, add Militia Groups for a spicy kick. Be sure to gaslight the masses—tell them this dish tastes just like freedom....
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If stew lacks bite, add Militia Groups for a spicy kick. Be sure to gaslight the masses—tell them this dish tastes just like freedom....
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September 25, 2025 at 5:30 PM
RECIPE FOR AUTHORITARIAN STEW by Grady VanWright
If stew lacks bite, add Militia Groups for a spicy kick. Be sure to gaslight the masses—tell them this dish tastes just like freedom....
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If stew lacks bite, add Militia Groups for a spicy kick. Be sure to gaslight the masses—tell them this dish tastes just like freedom....
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