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My week in Tunisia “Well Daphne’s husband did die in mysterious circumstances. One day he was fit as a fiddle, then he up and wasted away to a skeleton.” By Jeff Shucard |
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Kissing in New Zealand In her mother's skirt, a little girl finds embroidery, finger tea sandwiches and two strange men. By Billeh Nickerson |
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Calling all writersEnter the 17th Annual Geist Literal Literary Postcard Story Contest! Entry Fee: $20 ($5 for additional entries) Winning entries get cash prizes and publication in Geist, so dig through your drawers and find a postcard that inspires the micro-lit writer in you. Enter now! Deadline is April 15, 2021. For more information check out the Contest FAQ. |
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In Praise of Ronald Wright Goodbye Calgary, goodbye bus stop, goodbye lonely man walking tiny dog. By Alberto Manguel |
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Into the Hills “It smelled terrible but I could taste his mouth, the eggs he’d had for breakfast, his warm saliva on the filter.” By Lindsay Diehl |
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THIS WEEK IN REVIEW |
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Dear Geist, When a new word gets accepted, who accepts it? And once the word is in use, whose job is it to preserve it—spelling, meaning, punctuation and all the rest? It seems like words just fly around and do what they want! —Word Herd, Seattle WA | |