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Bottle Rocket

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Writing that speaks for itself. Submissions: bottlerocketlitmag@gmail.com

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Bottle Rocket@bottlerocketlit.bsky.social · last wk.

For our 77th feature we've got Isabelle B. L with one of the most quietly beautiful pieces we've ever had the privilege of publishing. Do take a few minutes out of your day to give her exceptional work a look. www.bottlerocketlitmag.com/the-work/the...

the sink by Isabelle B.L — Bottle Rocket

My grandma rolled up my pyjama sleeves. I climbed on the chair. She finger tested the water before it gushed down my arms. A brick of rose-scented soap cartwheeled in her hands. The drain slurped it a...

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Bottle Rocket@bottlerocketlit.bsky.social · 4w ago

For our 75th feature we've got Jeff Klebauskas taking us back to Scranton, PA circa 1998. A time where one era was ending and another was set to plug firmly into the mainstream. 🛹 www.bottlerocketlitmag.com/the-work/chi...

Chimesy’s by Jeff Klebauskas — Bottle Rocket

This wasn’t Wallenberg or Love Park or FDR or EMB. It was Chimesy’s beneath the Nabi where Nelson Kopko donates plasma for chicken and broccoli money, dirt weed money, truck money if one of his Grind...

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Bottle Rocket@bottlerocketlit.bsky.social · last mo.

For our 74th feature we've got @alicelichtenstein.bsky.social with a story about marriage and horses. Do give her excellent work a look. www.bottlerocketlitmag.com/the-work/cho...

Choke by Alice Lichtenstein — Bottle Rocket

I live in a silent house. My wife doesn’t talk, except a bit of this or that, then she returns to her reading. I don’t know. Maybe her mind is there; maybe it’s not. I go outside to walk the dog; no, ...

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Bottle Rocket@bottlerocketlit.bsky.social · last mo.

For our 73rd feature we've got Jeff Harvey taking us back to high school with a tale of unrequited love. Do give his excellent work a look. www.bottlerocketlitmag.com/the-work/tha...

THat Hitchhiker by Jeff Harvey — Bottle Rocket

My best friend Sam and I usually drove his Pinto when we went out, but he hadn’t paid his insurance, so Momma let me borrow her Buick if I promised to have it back by midnight. Our hometown theater wo...

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Bottle Rocket@bottlerocketlit.bsky.social · 2mo ago

For our 71st feature we've got @quickasaflash.bsky.social with a delectable tale of misspent youth. Do give her excellent work a look. www.bottlerocketlitmag.com/the-work/fla...

flamingos in fedoras by gill o’halloran — Bottle Rocket

Strasbourg 5 am. A heron’s heavy row across a blue July sky, over green gravel lakes beside the motorway. We’re sixteen. Hungover French drizzles from our English tongues as we waste away with the was...

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Claudia Monpere@claudiamonpere.bsky.social · 3mo ago

"In that moment, the inward pull of your gravity balanced the outward pressure of the world. We held fast." Brilliant micro steeped in dazzling cosmic images @nomad-sw18.bsky.social @bottlerocketlit.bsky.social www.bottlerocketlitmag.com/the-work/thi...

This is how a star explodes by cole beauchamp — Bottle Rocket

You bring me plastic flowers, say "They'll never die" with a wry smile that suggests the joke is on everyone else. But it’s a fitting statement on this dying planet. We think we’re standing but we’re ...

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