How did I get here, to this bar, to this seat, laughing with you, a man whose conversation is burnt toast sticking to the roof of my mouth.
RED PARROT FISH BY REBECCA DIMYAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
She’d been wishing that she’d never arrive.
CANDOR, EVEN WITH ONESELF BY ROBERT EARLE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
Brando’s name was shorthand for great acting. Nobody was better. Until, suddenly, a whole bunch of actors were.
MISTER ACT BY GRAHAM DASELER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
These mothers pretend not to hear the running faucet and loud music in the bathroom after their daughters leave the dinner table.
SAINT CLARE BY AUDREY J GORDEN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
Busy dealing with exes and wannabe exes. Busy with everyone—but me…
HOW I WAS BLOCKED ON TWITTER BY DAMILARE WILLIAMS-SHIRES 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
Am I being like too real for you? Mr Nowhere Man? I’m just saying, some people never get over high school. It kills them. Okay.
SELF PORTRAIT (THE STRANGE STORY OF TEACHING) BY JAMES A BIRD 34TH PARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38
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CANDOR, EVEN WITH ONESELF
AUDREY J GORDEN
HOW I WAS BLOCKED ON TWITTER
RED PARROT FISH
(THE STRANGE STORY OF TEACHING)
JAMES A BIRD
Listen. Fuck high school. Can I say that? It’s like a disease, a terminal disease, all right? Am I being like too real for you? Mr Nowhere Man? I’m just saying, some people never get over high school. It kills them. Okay.
Think of it like The Wizard of Oz. I know. I was in The Wizard of Oz as a freshman. Munchkin Number Four. Ask anyone who saw it. They remember one thing. The munchkin who slapped Dorothy on the ass as she headed off on The Yellow Brick Road. Munchkin Number Four. Squeaky little voice. “Good Luck, Honey!” Now if you want to know about high school, you think about Dorothy on that Yellow Brick Road. That’s high school. Only think of The Yellow Brick Road as Cancer. “Dorothy,” Glinda says to her, “the tests came back positive. You’ve got Yellow Brick Road.” And she never gets over it. She’s clutching all her friends and trying to get home again, and she’s like all us desperate high school kids clutching all our strange friends. And they are strange friends, right? Some have no brains, some have no heart, no courage. Right?...
FEMALE JESUS BY DOROTHY CHAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 29
I WOKE UP THIS MORNING THINKING ABOUT AFGHANISTAN BY TESSA POPPE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 28
She will get up at this point, walk over to me, and repeat the question. Who are we? Why are we too busy to do anything outside of work and eat and sleep and shit?
IN SEARCH OF SPARE CHANGE BY MARCUS A LUND 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 10
His mother gripped his hand. “You lost some of that part, Eddie, in your accident. It’s not your fault.”
THE BRONOWSKI BRAIN BY BARBARA L BAER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 36
It was supposed to be a day trip, but you never knew. Robert, obsessed with the film Black Hawk Down, lectured Jason constantly about preparedness whenever they left the base—those guys thought it was a quick afternoon jaunt, and look at what happened to them!
CHARIKAR BY JOSHUA FOUST 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 27
MY ULTRA BY ALEXANDER J MOTYL 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 28
MY LOVE AFFAIR WITH THE ART OF MARITA DINGUS BY STACY LAWSON 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 34
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