Different | Francine G. Farina & Sarah N.
trigger warning: homophobia Ever since he was a small boy He remembered the thoughts Pulsing inside his head and how He tried to push...
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- 5 days ago
- 4 min
Being Seen, Ten Scenes | Deborah Heimann
1. My father and I are at Best Thai eating pad thai. “She said her name was Sarah.” In between bites, my father is telling me a story...
- 7 days ago
- 1 min
T-shirt | Julianna Hallett
I picked you up like an old t-shirt: tattered, worn, softened a bit. Maybe it wasn’t me who broke you in and smoothed every crease, but I...
- Dec 2
- 9 min
A Dozen Eggs | Georgie Popovitch
Delores will die soon. She’s been sick for a while now, and she’s getting worse. We are neighbors and we are friends, in some ways....
- Nov 30
- 2 min
maybe in a universe lightyears away | Reeti Ramchandani
look! there’s a camera zoomed in on our hands. in the script, our hands are supposed to meet, our fingers are supposed to be interlocked....
- Nov 28
- 5 min
Girl House | Julianna Kasper
When I brave the cold of the tile and go downstairs, the room is empty. I see a pink hairbrush, its bristles loose and wrapped with curly...
- Nov 26
- 1 min
March 28th, 2023 | Eleni Polinska
For three years, I didn’t read a single book, I was too busy longing at the water’s edge, wandering alone at night, only 18, thinking I...
- Nov 24
- 4 min
Love—Good Cooking—Leona | Julie Labuszewski
“Where’s the rolling pin?” he asked. “Let me look,” I said, sliding open kitchen drawers. Tom, my husband, darted into the basement then...
- Nov 22
- 4 min
For the Love of the Game | Shawna Hopp
The grass was wet with rain. The air was crisp and chilled. The bleachers were empty. The dome lights were off. Only the crickets made...
- Nov 20
- 2 min
Nevertheless (wasps & cigarettes) - Taunja Thomson
One summer when I was three, you heard me laughing in the backyard, insistent laughter, that of a child who had discovered some fresh...
- Nov 18
- 2 min
I stayed home that night - Laura B. Van Vorst
working on my art homework, my papier-mâché fingers draping uneven words on soggy cardboard limbs; paste dripping on the dark wood of the...
- Nov 16
- 11 min
Coffee With Half-And-Half - Bill VanPatten
Rain pummeled the parking lot outside the Country Waffle House on another gray, cheerless day in Fresno. Marsha sat alone in a booth,...
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