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It’s just like a photo, we think.

THE FLATNESS OF HYPER-REALISM BY ALLISON RICHARDS 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 110

We viewers cannot paint perfect figures, so we don’t make art. We don’t have the time, so we don’t make art. We watch a video on TikTok and the end result looks more real than our goddamn reflection in the mirror, and so we don’t make art. 



There goes another week of my life.

LOVE STORY BY LESLIE BOHEM 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 110

Every week I’d take the trash out and look at that week’s TV Guide. Do you remember the TV Guide? I’d look at the one I was throwing out and think—there goes another week of my life.



We’re all pretending to be Michelle Branch.

ON MICHELLE BRANCH BY ERIC FARWELL 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 110

We are happy, and in that happiness we are free to be rock stars as we jump around laughing, holding hands, and forgetting we’re not infinite.

He’s going to have to introduce himself right now.

JOHN AND PABLO MEET THEIR NEIGHBORS BY ELEANOR LERMAN 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 110

He’d told himself many times that he should move, that he didn’t belong in this kind of neighborhood any more.


He asked me if I wanted to meet the old lady. 

DOLL DANCE BY CHARLES ARNIM 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 110

Seen from a distance of only a few feet, it was a human. A woman. All it lacked was to be made of flesh and bone, then imbued with the spark of life. 



34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 110

THE FLATNESS OF HYPER-REALISM BY ALLISON RICHARDS, LOVE STORY BY LESLIE BOHEM, DOLL DANCE BY CHARLES ARNIM, JOHN AND PABLO MEET THEIR NEIGHBORS BY ELEANOR LERMAN, ON MICHELLE BRANCH BY ERIC FARWELL.

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