Issue 163

Winter & Spring 2023

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Fiction Laura Biagi Fiction Laura Biagi

A Train to Catch

The day I began turning blue, I had taken off from work and was striding briskly down Main Street when a man said to me, “Hey, baby.” He smelled like funnel cakes, and he spoke with authority. I had been taught not to talk to strangers, so I kept walking past the quiet storefronts, my neck prickling.

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