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Las Vegas | Lindsey Steffes
5am and the broken strap of a white dress it’s ghost pain hanging at the Tropicana chest pain in a white line with a bald dealer I was...
Mar 9, 20241 min read


Strangler | Meredith Boe
Head lolled to the side like a dog. Sweetly pollenated air on a nature walk. He picks up a feather and says, like this one? A book told...
Mar 6, 20241 min read


Dear Abby | JC Lockhart
There are things my mother didn’t tell Abby. She didn’t write about my sister or the nanny. She didn’t mention the night light or my...
Mar 3, 20245 min read


Stone Heart | Judith Petry
The hospital takes on a peaceful quiet after dark, especially on Sundays. If it is one of the few times when there are no pending...
Feb 29, 202416 min read


In Doubt | Lydia Trethewey
After Berlinde de Bruyckere the way we hang together, limp as a pair of bloodied antlers, anxiety bodied-out. he is a growth of ribs...
Feb 26, 20241 min read


Nocturne | Zoë Mertz
You are in your bedroom and the lights are low, the lamps casting golden crescents across the creamy white sheets. You never wanted white...
Feb 23, 20242 min read


Ghosted | Holly Fine
He told me the truth using no words, leaving me to walk alone at twilight. Enveloped by choking air, I saw colors in peripherals like the...
Feb 20, 20241 min read


Little Auschwitz | Emma Wells
Blackout memories paint her mind as unwanted doctrines. A pure spirit but lost, damaged in so many complicated, fractious ways. A...
Feb 17, 20248 min read


Putting Butter on a Scone (for Claire, Joan, and Melissa) | Carol Smith
Bossy sister spreads butter on my scone in the coffee shop we happened upon at Nicholson and Drummond. Shy sister reaches in to add peach...
Feb 14, 20241 min read


Chapel | Alicia Claire de Mello
my grandmother died two weeks ago, and my aunt organized her funeral there’s a wake first at a stale chapel in South San Francisco with...
Feb 11, 20241 min read


Cherry | C.E. Oldham
We pluck expertly with our teeth. Prying this sweet opaque from its stem. Our hands, a crime scene. We smile at each other, mouths full...
Feb 8, 20241 min read


The Ladies Room | Michael Favala Goldman
Where kingdoms rise and fall, the site of power and arbitration. Where secrets are nursed, oaths stacked. The door to safety, swagger,...
Feb 5, 20241 min read
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