By Savina Velkova Just before the turn for the monastery we see a limbless tree with a rusty sign: Skara “Stalin.” Here’s where Joseph Stalin stopped to eat fresh trout…
By monet thomas tw: domestic violence A whiff of onions was all that preceded the punch that sent Daniella Boyd crashing into the cabinets above the stove and subsequently to…
by chloe clark It’s about twelve o’clock and we’re dropping pennies from the roof of the old schoolhouse. We watch them drop, flashing arcs of copper, into the waters that…
BY John Birdsong Amanda said later that I’d been saying things like it for weeks, but I hadn’t. I said only one thing: I wish your skin was softer. And…
by antonina palisano Again the bleak particular of brick and topiary Lucky Jim’s See the City from a Segway My fat thigh in stocking mesh Present tense And gold on bone Semi-famous soused Until a voice stills the…
on eagerness after Aziza Barnes by bernard ferguson consider the centipede and its slow progression of legs across the cold kitchen tile then consider my sister the sharpest blade out…
by moira j. We have been on the move, hunting down rainclouds. We have walked for too long and too slowly, only seeing patches of pressed dirt where our feet…
by Jalayna walton Waiting for the boy to go to sleep so I can get up fry up quesadillas on the stove not worry about cleaning up my angst keeping…
by Nicholas Brown Six Months Married someone dug out a role in your body deep I am still …
by madeline anthes Something had happened to Mother. She had started staring past me, looking at something I couldn’t see. I first dropped a finger, hoping Mother would notice and…
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by amy rossi It is raining on my right and thundering on my left. It is possible I have this backwards. What matters is, the weather is happening separately in…