Coming Of Age

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Undertow by Adam Klein

The smell of cut grass and a tint of blue from the moon across its razed surface made me think of blood.

Five Portraits of Hannah Burden by Bradford Morrow
David Wilson

The train ground to a halt, wheels screeching on the blue tracks, mad squeal of metal moving against metal, track stubborn, wheels locked. The slide terminated after a buck, in a stall, a hiss, an utter calm.

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