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Young Hustler: Aaron Wynia

    by: Jess Carroll It was when you could go out without socks and stand outside long enough to smoke a whole cigarette without your hands shaking, that we met at Sam James to drink coffee. We were dressed as

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Young Hustler: Aaron Wynia

    by: Jess Carroll It was when you could go out without socks and stand outside long enough to smoke a whole cigarette without your hands shaking, that we met at Sam James to drink coffee. We were dressed as

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Diane Arbus

  by: Ariane Belisle    Central Park, summer of 62. The subject, a boy, stands in the center of the frame. His left strap hangs awkwardly off his shoulder. Long, thin arms extend at his side. His right hand clenches a toy

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Diane Arbus

  by: Ariane Belisle    Central Park, summer of 62. The subject, a boy, stands in the center of the frame. His left strap hangs awkwardly off his shoulder. Long, thin arms extend at his side. His right hand clenches a toy

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Get Down(s) With Art

My dear friend in grade school once said to me, “I think you have Downs Syndrome,” a little bit confused (and totally amused) I questioned why, and with a straight face my friend Ashley remarked, “because you’re special too.” After

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Get Down(s) With Art

My dear friend in grade school once said to me, “I think you have Downs Syndrome,” a little bit confused (and totally amused) I questioned why, and with a straight face my friend Ashley remarked, “because you’re special too.” After

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In which the writer exchanges letters with a creative person for the sake of translucency and spiritual bereavement, featuring artist Mike Goldby

by: Jessica Carroll —- 25 December 2013 Dear Mike: God, Christmas is exhausting. I’m lying in my parent’s basement on a pull-out bed, racked with guilt and anxiety, even though I’ve been given a plethora of amazing gifts. My offers,

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In which the writer exchanges letters with a creative person for the sake of translucency and spiritual bereavement, featuring artist Mike Goldby

by: Jessica Carroll —- 25 December 2013 Dear Mike: God, Christmas is exhausting. I’m lying in my parent’s basement on a pull-out bed, racked with guilt and anxiety, even though I’ve been given a plethora of amazing gifts. My offers,

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Happy Winston Birdshit Day

by: Nance Pander Twice per year a green pick-up parks and rec crew don pinney yield signs with a workaday contempt for basic grooming. They proffer coffee amongst too many jobsite bossmen from out gallon thermos nozzles into flowered paper cups. They

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Happy Winston Birdshit Day

by: Nance Pander Twice per year a green pick-up parks and rec crew don pinney yield signs with a workaday contempt for basic grooming. They proffer coffee amongst too many jobsite bossmen from out gallon thermos nozzles into flowered paper cups. They