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The Belle Bottom Club: A Movement from the Rear

By Parthosarothy Mukherji The Bare Bottoms Club The idea came to him quite unexpectedly while writing his doctoral thesis on the ubiquity of the derriere in language, literature, street talk, slang, euphemism—the whole argot with all its varieties of usage,…

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There’s Something in There

By: Kenneth M. Kapp It should have been no surprise with all the hype about how much better things were in the United States, never mind all the illegal immigrants working poorly paying shit jobs under horrible conditions, for other…

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The Stray

By Nick Patrick Hickman It’s Isaac who walks the three blocks to the grocery to buy the hamburger meat. This whole plan is his idea, anyway. Except when it comes time, it’s Harrison who will hold the meat. The bait….

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The Musk Deer

By: Parthosarothy K Mukherji The Springbok was the national mascot of his native land, but his identity was always more tied to the eponymous musk deer—a species as alien to South Africa as was the country in which he would…

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Prediction Is Difficult

By: Ethan Goffman Way back in 2008, I began a string of wrong predictions by boldly stating that Obama could not win because the American people just weren’t ready for a Black man to be president. I followed that with…

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Sixty-three Days

By Bruce Levine The last flight had taken off, or at least they thought it had. For Greg and Larry it was up to themselves to fend for themselves. They’d taken on the challenge because the reward offered was so…

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A Day in My Garage

By: Don Tassone      One Saturday morning, I was working in my garage when I felt funny and had to sit down.  As I looked around, my son’s dusty bike in the corner caught my eye.  Then somehow it was…

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Still Alone

By: Joey Bender I was alone, sad, and bored when a message from her came. I knew I shouldn’t reply—I didn’t really like her all that much, and I’m pretty sure she felt the same. But it was good enough;…

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Before the Renaissance

By Drew Bufalini When cousins Paul and Jerry were young, daring, and impressionable, they made a good name for themselves in their bad Detroit neighborhood. They were smart types who went through phases of intense interest in a particular subject,…

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A New Way to Tell Time  

By: Connie Woodring March 25,1945. That is the day we received a new patient on our ward. Her name is Buella Whitehouse. I wasn’t sure if she would be accepted by everyone (patients and staff), since she is a Negro….