Trailing blazes back: Revisiting the 1923 Berkeley Fire

In Berkeley, there has come to be a sort of timelessness to a smoke-shrouded sky. Though California weather regularly lends a great number of fires to the golden hills during its drier seasons, large-scale infernos are far and between. When they do happen, they are remembered.
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Making excuses for XY: A short story

This piece of shit takes the shape of an overbearing entity who has made some dangerous assumptions about my person. Mind you, this particular individual is a middle-aged man. I’m so fucking done, and I quit.
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Marginalization: A poem

i am no hero — if i am remembered at all, // i am no prologue, climax, or epilogue // i am a note in the margin, made in haste, practically forgotten
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Like you: A poem

Because sunshine you are like me, and see, // I am a fighter, too. // And mom, that’s why // No matter what // I’ll want to be like you.
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Editor’s note

Please be safe out there, everyone. Like always, kick back, relax, and grab a cup of whatever you like to drink to start off your Sunday morning.
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