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  • Sand Becoming Glass
    Summer Steele

    Sand Becoming Glass

    You can call a soldier a hero or a murderer. You can call them a warrior or a monster. You can call them savior or Satan. You could call them Brother. Maybe even mother.

  • Cream
    R.A. Tallitsch

    Cream

    My lungs felt stretched thin, like a balloon that could pop, or make my whole chest rise. So, I inhaled. This is the man I married.