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Parlor Games - Fannie H. Gray
There is pulp in the lemonade. Celeste frowns; she does not like pulp. She places the cold drink on the wicker side table. It has a glass...
Apr 14, 20214 min read


Dear Lonely Girl - Rebecca Shafi
I see you on the train with the run in your black tights and the blob of soggy Cheerios hanging from the pocket of your over-worn...
Apr 11, 20213 min read


Alive - Viviane Simōes
You look at yourself in the mirror and you don’t recognize the face you see. You are happy. “Hey, it’s been a while”, you think. And you...
Apr 1, 20213 min read


Ruckus at the Farm Stand - Christina-Marie Sears
Juan and me are sitting on the curb on CR 253, on account of the bus-stop shelter being full of people. I ball my exhaustion into my fist...
Mar 27, 20215 min read


A Break with Reality - Karen Arbogast
A break with reality was what they said I had when I told them I encountered Jesus on the Sea of Galilee. Earlier that day I had been...
Mar 22, 20213 min read


In His Backyard - Kathryn Friedberg
The stranger appeared in the doorway drawing on a pipe. Between his fingers on the stem, I see the Dunhill dot, and on one raised pinkie,...
Mar 16, 20214 min read


Ashley - Natalie Higdon
Ashley was the prettiest girl in my first grade class. She had shiny, chestnut blonde hair - a shade bestowed upon her directly by the...
Mar 15, 20213 min read


The First Good One - Niki Byrne
Everything you need to know about women, you can learn by rolling a cigarette. But I don’t know how to roll a cigarette. You also know...
Mar 14, 20213 min read


Sunshine State - Mandy Clark
You’ve just stepped out of the movie theater into the humidity of a late August day. You weren’t particularly moved by the flick,...
Feb 26, 20213 min read


Hills to Die On - Madison Robinson
It was Nat’s first time being anywhere between the Tropic of Cancer and Capricorn. Humid salinity. Drink bar. Squishy mucky sand. Hippy...
Feb 25, 20213 min read


Mother Knows Best - Rita Redd
The sun and I yawn, the time of day when light spreads like a pesticide. Leaves you drowsy in the poppies like Dorothy, limp as a noodle....
Feb 12, 20212 min read


We Were a Lie - Tamerlie J. Philippe
That day he threw us out my mother and me. Very few people know this. Not my older sister, not my older brother. That day, he packed up...
Feb 1, 20214 min read
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