Oyster Fest by Emma Burger

Provincetown, Massachusetts was a manic-depressive place to grow up. Summers were ecstatic. Swaths of vacationers crowded the beaches. For ninety days, every rental property up and down the Cape was full. With this seasonal influx, P-Town was transformed from a …

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Postscripts by Amy Marques

Camp A. A. Humphreys, March 8th, 1918

Dearest Lily,

There’s one thing I guess the army can’t keep us from doing and that’s dreaming. I was having the swellest dream about you this morning when Morgan came in and woke

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