Issue 4 - Third Point Press

By Jessie Knoles lesson plans in fifth grade we dissected a chicken leg our science teacher bought at a

By claire hopple I followed someone. This person, Claudia, I knew her a long time ago. I had never followed

By Cathy Ulrich There was one day at school that one of the girls started on fire. She was eating

By meghan mcclure Take your bones to bed again, and then again. Rub yourself down with ash and wine worked

By julie paul At the crossroads of the crotch begins the vulval buzz: ten thousand bees, lips on a trumpet.

by kiley reid I told my mother I was going on a mission trip but I went to the moon

(after Warsan Shire) by theo legro The year death began to follow me in and out of every door. The

By Erin Calabria I knew he was going to leave even before that winter, the air stitched with sleet while

By bud smith The night they took his father off life support, we scaled the fence and went to

by anna lea jancewicz Lydia hadn’t realized Paul’s superiority to Kurt all at once. It hadn’t been swift like food

By Brian Ellis Shout-out to when you were 22 and living on a saggy, semi-inflated mattress on the floor of

by julianne neely fish to eat sheep a secret perhaps greatest one yet immortality surely worth more than mansion on

by Devin Kelly The drums on Call Me on Your Way Back Home, I said. Yeah, Bunny said. They don't

By Renoir gaither near the glass giraffes and Milk Duds behind jars of clover jelly just as the pinball machines

(after Jamaal May) by sara borjas There are tamales here so many tamales here is what I am trying to

by cassandra de alba Love finds you on a beach with dirty hair. Love finds you breathless, spluttering and uncertain,

This issue builds on the work of all the others that were published before it. The poems and stories are