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Cities
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What is the contemporary urban experience? Daytona Beach, St. Paul, 2007-2009. We bombed down to Daytona. We had packed seven to the car;. I was Hermes among the satyrs. I first met Liz at a tourist bar,. The kind with taxidermied alligators. She had abandoned her sorority. Two score Tri-Delts hounding jello shots. All lemon-mouthed and their hair pulled taut,. Rapt in ecstatic fungibility.). We brownbagged down the thoroughfare. The perambulate exemplar, all halation and coronas. No roses in the rushes.
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Habit
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Commit to a change, experience it, and record. Beneath the Bad Habits. The Habit of Making Good Habits. Keep the Shit Moving. Beneath the Bad Habits. Was caught in the haze of addiction, in the red room at the old house, reading the New York Times. Reading the science section always makes for good procrastination, and for a pseudo-intellectual social scientist like me, articles with pre-digested neuroscience make fine concealed weapons. Trying to stop eating fatty foods? Be the good rat. State of tension...
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ORQ Contributors
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A collaborative project from Michael Ahillen.
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Open Review Quarterly
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The Open Review Quarterly is a collaboratively edited literary journal on modern culture. Founded in 2011, it is currently on sabbatical. We think it will be back one day, we’re just not sure when. Imagine shaking off some layers of self, going outside to look at a plant or otherwise finding brief clarity, then extracting some pearl of resonating personal truth to share. Provides a topic to start with, a deadline, and friendly editing to make sharing your writing less intimidating.
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Unplugging
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What are you looking forward to leaving? The Lonely Land of Opportunity. Let Us Roller Skate to the Grocery Store. Bicycle Riding and My Parents. When You Need It Most. Is Your Soul Prepared? Sing, oh muse, of that night at Lonnie’s. Spared from the flood. By the hand of God). Filled with Vandy girls, spray-tanned till tawny. Just to catch my breath. Whose temperance met an early death,. And parsimonious, underneath an awning. I gave her cigarettes, for alms, or calming. The cops had cordoned lower Broad.
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Echo Chamber
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How to know you're in one? A Farewell to Palms. The Castle in The Woods. So when she got sick, we became doctors. We thumbed through old pamphlets and got a neighbor to give us a ride to the library. We used the internet there. I brought out the piece of rose quartz that I had stolen from my older sister three years before, the piece whose theft I had denied. It was so beautiful. I know that she noticed but she said nothing. It didn’t matter now. We started using whatever we could get our hands on, miner...
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Mistake
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Things could have gone better. Don't Take it Personally. Tiny almond eyes squinted in the light. I cooed at her and nuzzled her fragile head swirled with tendrils of silken black tufts. I was in love—wholly, completely, instantly. Her desperate hands grasped my finger and I silently promised her a gilded future. My eyes radiated upwards and connected with his. This was our love, alive! This was our intention! My gaze hardened as it slid to the small girl in his arms. This time we had done it right. The b...
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ORQ: the next issue
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The ORQ is currently on sabbatical. We think it will be back one day, we're just not sure when. Until then, we'd love to continue to hear your stories, but we aren't currently planning an issue. A collaborative project from Michael Ahillen.
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Adventure
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Take an adventure and write about it. An Addiction to War. Having Tea with the Man. Zot's Small Corner of the World. Adventures in Going to the Mall on Christmas Eve. There is a panic we feel. Suddenly waking on a patch of unfamiliar ground. We are utterly lost for moments. As our memories filter in,. And the walls come into focus. Then we look down to see the shape of our bodies. Through the clouds of breath. And in the turning light we know. There is some part of us that sleeps. An Addiction to War.
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Money
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How you spend it, how you don't, or how you would spend it if you could. A real true story about me. I am ashamed to ask. The Weasel and I. How do you want to feel? A real true story about me. My problem is that i just have too many ferraris. i am running out of places to put them. I am ashamed to ask. I am ashamed to ask:. What money has to do with me. Write: money without ego, rhetorical diversions, value judgements and going metapolitical. First line of questioning on the camino real:. Privilege is gr...