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by Shane Burley.
White polos, pressed khakis, tiki torches, and chants of “you will not replace us” serve as shorthand for a trauma now seared into our memories. The largest openly neo-Nazi gathering in years, the Unite the Right rally that marred Charlottesville, Virginia on August 12th, 2017, is now a defining symbol of the escalating threat posed by newly emboldened white nationalists.
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by David. A Banks. In The Best of Both Worlds the two-part Star Trek: The Next Generation episode that spans the third and fourth seasons, Captain Picard is kidnapped by the Borg and transformed into Locutus, a spokesperson for their collective to communicate with what they call our “individualistic society.” Picard’s assimilation into the Borg’s cybernetic hive-mind also means they know all his tactics and how his crew thinks.
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by Daniel Schapiro. The verdict seemed unanimous / that they be re membered / as they lived, lined
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by Isaac Black. I reached for my phone before I opened my eyes, a motion that had become automatic. It felt something like morning, and my awful, little screen confirmed.
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By Kamden Hilliard: What’s an hourly spent flirting dead / money into eclipsical “pain?” / Happiness offer e v e r y
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by Eric Williams “I probably should make a pilgrimage,” I answered. “He’s reckoned the best poet here.” “Best poet in Aznar Station?” Röntgen laughed and drained his coffee. “Well, I can arrange that too.” We strolled to the already bustling Plaza de los Pájaros. A long line had formed for the Axial. The cylindrical station…
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by Urvi Kumbhat. Blanched by sun. Wading home in knee-high water. / The muri man and roadside pharmacist and coconut seller / guarding their precarious wares as the water rises.
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by Ava Hofmann: this colony is like a stand-up comedy routine but you are sitting /
down and i am not yet plotting to kill any senators.
by PJ Lombardo: i arrive grinwrecked in a puddle of dandelions / and the passerbys jiggle their heads in shock– / a quivertree has grown two fat lips /
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by Ian Maxton: And then it will be as if you have just awoken from a strange dream. // Snow falling across the dark refracts the globes of streetlamps into halos.
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