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by Jabali Sawicki

I often leave home with only the slightest concern for general direction. No compass. No map. No plan. My wanderings take me here and there, and force me to trust the good people and generosity I encounter along the way.

by Bennett Walls

From the cathedral I went back down to the lake, because the lapping water reminded me of something.

by Arielle Kaplan

Sitting at the gate before my plane to Cleveland boarded I looked, as usual, for the person who was going to kill me.

by Abbie Hudson

You will wake up one day, and not be able to remember why you were laughing.

by Alice Ollstein

“I don’t understand,” choked the voice on the telephone. “You left him? You left him in the desert?”