We are proud to present

 Issue Eighteen

of No Contact

Pounce
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Pounce

by Jo Withers

He comes around the corner of the classroom and every one of them catches their breath. The lion is almost as wide as the doorway. He is magnificent.

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Goji
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Goji

by Joy Guo

We were no good at running a business. We crawled on our stomachs along wire-thin profit margins, too scared to look down.

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Myrtle/Wyckoff M
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Myrtle/Wyckoff M

by Rachel R. Carroll

I am thinking of loss in the narrative sense-

a failure to change in time.

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Action Potential
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Action Potential

by Rachel Genn

Writing demands looking forward so that you don't look down at what you really are.

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A Lethal Woman
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A Lethal Woman

by K.B. Carle

I am the femme fatale. I linger in doorways, knee bent, back of my hand pressed to my forehead.

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Snapshot
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Snapshot

by Meg Tuite

Her tiny face harbors an invincible battalion that smacks of war. She is thrown into a van. The locked door is a weapon.

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Bill of Goods
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Bill of Goods

by Chandra Steele

The Times called and they might come by and profile us because how many people are there living their complete lives but also constantly selling it, too?

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Genevieve Kersten

because once I discover help

is a two-syllable word shaped like you,

your name becomes my whole vocabulary.

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Statues
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Statues

by Steve Gergley

When the earth shook beneath us and the black smoke churned into the sky and the falling ash swallowed the sun, me and Kyoko emptied the food from the fridge and closed ourselves off in the basement.

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Tunneling
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Tunneling

by Hannah Grieco

This morning I do not wake up too early or too late or with a child laying across my neck or with my body blanketed in candy wrappers or scared about something that happened the night before or lonely or wishing.

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The Worst Parent Ever
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The Worst Parent Ever

by Melissa Lore

The doctor takes one last look at the computer screen. "Okay," he says again. "I guess that's just you."

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Night Sweats
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Night Sweats

by Amy Lyons

The kids claim they don’t care what colors cling to the walls they’ve escaped, but opinions will flare at Christmas dinner.

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Kintsugi
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Kintsugi

by Stephanie King

My favorite bowl has started to crack. I’m sadder about it than I should be.

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Sylvia Gindick

When I move, the cars follow,

white eyes lusting after coal

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The Second Dissection
Michael Colbert Michael Colbert

The Second Dissection

by Michael Colbert

I wonder how we put friends in time capsules. We’ve known the other has been going through the world independently, yet we’ve never had enough time to actually interrogate what that means.

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Navel-Gazing
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Navel-Gazing

by Archana Sridhar

Another friend attends a virtual funeral, watching another family cry and moan, helpless – without the ability to hug or touch or pat. This kind of silent witnessing must be teaching us a lesson, right?

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DANK
Nathaniel Berry Nathaniel Berry

DANK

by Nathaniel Berry

DANK was the purest artist Adrian ever produced. We knew them only by their work: the name, or maybe just the word.

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