We are proud to present

 Issue Seventeen

of No Contact

Tinnitus
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Tinnitus

by Ross Showalter

It is good to be reminded there is a future beyond this, I think. I can summon myself upright and be of service to anyone, anyone. I can be alive to the world, I tell myself.

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#SquadGoals
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#SquadGoals

by Mallory Smart

I will come to you from the woods of the suburb surrounded by highways adolescent. We will start a rave with all our friends, instagram it and get all the likes.

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Planter's Choice Bonsai Starter Kit
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Planter's Choice Bonsai Starter Kit

by Aaron Burch

One of those presents that you would never buy yourself, would maybe never even think to buy, would possibly never even know existed, but that feels perfect when received as gift.

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Don’t Mention It
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Don’t Mention It

by Claire Hopple

I take things personally like anyone else, including the quote on my chocolate wrapper.

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one day you’ll be
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one day you’ll be

by Ashley Hajimirsadeghi

One day you’ll scrounge for pennies in the

lobby of a shabby nickelodeon, somewhere

in Brooklyn at dusk, just to get a thrill

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Constant Flow
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Constant Flow

by Chella Courington

counting years like a handful of coins, knowing they would be spent for trinkets, a pair of gold earrings or the mermaid wind chime sculpted from copper wire

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Nada Faris

Your mother bore you in order

not to take life so seriously.

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Adam Voith

She’s got friends

in the industry

Restaurants with reservations

and the best mid-brow places

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Canaan Morse

What other liquid would give me

the benefit of the doubt? At 12:08 I deliberate

an extreme course of action, palms on tile.

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by C.C. Russell

I was going to buy you a CD player. We would listen to a few discs, see where it went. We were listening, there were pills. That was not all part of the initial idea.

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Two Poems
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Two Poems

by Ruey Fern Tan

I woke up again, the sun still green,

and got muesli stuck between

my young coffee-stained teeth

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Bily
Nathaniel Berry Nathaniel Berry

Bily

by Nathaniel Berry

It’s really not that big a house, Robby says, and he’s right in a strictly architectural sense, but I believe that things like houses expand and contract.

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Awake
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Awake

by Tara Srinivasan

The redditors on r/medicalmysteries say it’s common; “psychosomatic gaslighting,” one user calls it.

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