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Apogee Issue 19 Out Now

We offer this issue as a site of gathering, a site of connection.

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July 18, 2024

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Hopscotch

There amongst weeds and wildflowers grown higher than my head–there, hidden from plain sight in this vacant lot...

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Veronica Wasson

July 5, 2024

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Flesh

And this pretty-ass basilisk pulls up, talm bout “you so fine,” which duh I know, I got a man that tell me that every day?

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Olivia J. Williams

June 14, 2024

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Observation of Other Suspected Mental Condition

She tells me again about her warehouse in China, about the dolls she met there, until we hear my mother whisper...

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Carrie Purcell Kahler

May 24, 2024

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On Karia

He says to me, maybe we don’t know the books, but around here we know things, too, things you don’t. His wife: We do.

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May 10, 2024

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ekphrastic under a bombed-out sky

I can’t abide happy art, not when the air hanging over my people is smoke-dusted, bomb-clouded, gray with phosphorus & miasmic with rot.

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Mandy Shunnarah

April 30, 2024

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The Shore

I knew...that if I entered the water, braved the waves’ momentary rush, all would quiet, and I would descend, slowly, away...

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Matthew Torralba Andrews

April 26, 2024

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A Funeral Within My Soul

Think of how I dodged death before,/ but death is a persistent player/ never losing in hide-and-seek.

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Haya Abu Nasser

April 16, 2024

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On Ending Our Unofficial Hiatus, & Affirming Our Humanity

Today, we resume Flash Fridays after a nearly four month hiatus. We reject our previous shame, and affirm our humanity as witnesses.

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April 5, 2024

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No ESmoking

My tías, a heavy, wet cloud around her, sobbing but holding abuela up. The dust of the road to the cemetery kicks up around their ankles.

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April 5, 2024