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pickled

She’d stepped out for coffee and eggs; she’d been gone for 27 years, a hundred and three days, twelve hours, and a minute on the microwave.

May 13, 2023

pickled

May 13, 2023

all my friends are fidgeting

Why is Rafi making so much bread?

Apr 7, 2023

all my friends are fidgeting

Apr 7, 2023

*arrival: 1. 27. 1967

I’ve been thinking about you this week, Mom. Happy birthday.

Jan 28, 2023

*arrival: 1. 27. 1967

Jan 28, 2023

claro

una nota de Colombia/a note from Colombia

Jan 6, 2023

claro

Jan 6, 2023

color of a fire/3:00am

These damned kids. The merchandise!

Dec 12, 2022

color of a fire/3:00am

Dec 12, 2022

what are your colors

Paint me, they said. They spread their arms and legs out like a Vitruvian Man. Hair the color of burning straw.

Dec 6, 2022

what are your colors

Dec 6, 2022

vignette (11.17.22)

There are nights I try to make dusk into cloth.

Nov 18, 2022

vignette (11.17.22)

Nov 18, 2022

six years, and the patina of memory.

September 29th passed me by this year like leaves on the winds of this prolonged autumn. If the calendar is right, I spent the day being…

Oct 13, 2022

six years, and the patina of memory.

Oct 13, 2022

I hear church bells.

You’ve never seen anything like the sight of Andriy walking to the hinterland, outlined in mauve, as clouds of earth and seed burst to his…

Feb 25, 2022

I hear church bells.

Feb 25, 2022

How to break a child.

And a society while you’re at it.

Jan 29, 2022

picture of a student’s legs in ripped jeans with Sharpie drawings on them.

Jan 29, 2022

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/solidus

A mix of short fiction and memoir, with the occasional bit of longform commentary. E-mail: dustineubanks@icloud.com | Instagram: @dustyeub96

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