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Don’t you worry about getting hurt?

FEMME CRIMINELLE BY EB COTENORD 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 84

I ran to catch my breath.

RUNNING THESE ROADS BY AMYE HARTFIELD 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 84

She had been on a water planet.

LAST CALL FOR HEAVEN BY MICHELLE ASKIN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 84

Reading my audiobook was 

10 times scarier than writing it.

SOUND CHECK BY CHRISTIE TATE 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 84

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LAST CALL FOR HEAVEN BY MICHELLE ASKIN, FEMME CRIMINELLE BY EB COTENORD, RUNNING THESE ROADS BY AMYE HARTFIELD, SOUND CHECK BY CHRISTIE TATE, TE VERDE BY VERONICA SCHARF GARCIA.

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I started to see some light in the world.

CUSTOM HEADPHONES BY MATTHEW MEAGHER 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 81

Screw you, screw you. Bitch, bitch, bitch!

INSCREWABLE BY BEN UMAYAM 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 82

FORGIVING MUSIC’S ORIGINAL EDGELORD BY KRISTINA GARVIN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 79

She captured the movement in still life.

ARTFUL BY KAREN BREMER MASUDA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 81

Our reality is fiction.

Fiction is created jointly by a writer and a reader, Mohsin Hamid says in his book Discontent and its Civilizations.

Writing is different from video because readers assemble more of the story themselves. 

“We’re born with language,” Hamid says. “We use language to tell stories. We use stories to create a self.”

He says the self we create is a fiction of a reality we can’t, for good reason, entirely understand.

They douse themselves in expensive perfume and chew gum to cover up the persistent smell of vomit.

SAINT CLARE BY AUDREY J GORDEN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 38

Why can’t we control the weather?

WHY CAN’T WE CONTROL THE WEATHER? BY ELEANOR LERMAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 46

I don’t have to be on that bus.

THE ANDROID REBELLION BY NICOLAS GATTIG 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 53


The bus left at 10 in time for tonight’s show in Sacramento. I was walking to Civic Center when I thought about something Steve Drt had once said in an interview. Asked on camera if we would ever do Lollapalooza, he gave a smile full of plant teachers. “You know, 80 per cent of success is not showing up,” he said. “For the bullshit, that is.”  I don’t have to be on that bus, I thought, sitting down at a cafe. I can drop the whole thing, slam cappuccinos till happy hour, then get smashed at a bar.

QUARANTINE ISN’T SO BAD BY REBECCA EVANS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 77