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A Flash Fiction by Nicholas E. Timm My arm bled. It wasn’t the only injury I had, but it was the worst. Somehow, Elroy had caught me – He’d found me after all these years of running and hiding – the chase was over and I’d lost the race. It was because I’d stopped. I’d […]
A Poem by Lillo Way Tuesday sunset went baroque, all gold-edgedand filigreed in a frame of holy squiggles. Yesterday it was high renaissance muscle,flesh-colored and fingering the clouds. There’s been a reformation this evening, giving ushard-edged still life, not a breath of movement. Until you came leaping up the stairs, partingthe air, dispersing clouds. You […]
A Poem by Walter Weinschenk In the afternoon, when sun is king,I walked along the shore;Three shadows followed meEach one longer than the next. The first was child in adult formGroping for a hand to hold;Sinking steps in yellow sand;The sweater he wore had once been mine;I buttoned it up so he wouldn’t catch coldAnd […]
A Flash Fiction by Abby Asmuth At the sound of her third alarm – which she put across the room so she had to get up to turn it off – Cassidy Forrester finally rolled out of bed. Groggily, she trudged across her bedroom and slapped the alarm off. Once the noise had stopped, a little voice […]
A Short Story by Eric Knowlson The bedroom walls were adorned with loud punk-rock posters. The vanity on the right held a large mirror that sat between an impressive collection of make-up. The mirror reflected a blackened spoon, lighter and a few orange syringes. A fan buzzed in the corner dousing Setti and Easton with […]
A Short Story by Joe Phipps Today I ran errands. I usually run the errands and my wife usually does the chores, except for cooking. She doesn’t run errands because she believes that, if one commutes to work like she does, it is bad luck to stray from one’s established route for any reason. She […]
A Poem by Rex Wilder Since I was locked up and the key dangled Like a body from each nurse’s neck, This gray matter has lost the privilege of shades And the world is black and white. Either I was fucked or it’s just a phase. Either you climb from the wreck Or you burn […]
A Prose Poem by Sabrina Bustamante I want to write about history. I want to stop fearing genre, and I want time to collapse so that I can write about the past while writing about myself. I want to be less narcissistic. I want to make sweeping statements about causation, and I want to be […]
A Flash Fiction by Julie Benesh Publish or perish. Last year, quarantining, should have been the perfect time to work on my research and avoid the fate of the Permanent Visitor. But working at home during quarantine, I got so anxious and distracted, everything blurring into mush. Sometimes you have to …get away. Business people […]
A Flash Fiction by Ronald McGuire I looked up from my book, then looked again after a pause, and that’s when I saw him walking down the sidewalk. I turned back to my book, hiding shame from some unknown witness. Yes, I felt ashamed to want him. But it was more than that. I felt […]
Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Effie Pasagiannis I like the way we are together now –compatriots, companions,clandestine lovers exchanging recipes,searching for yeast to create Kneading and breaking breadin doughy goodness,we are shattering the silence of our fastletting our buttered selves slipthrough gloved handsinto a new kind of comforting Is […]
Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Jonathan Koven Something blossoming, a star!For all I see, in stolid smokeand shadow, weavesuniverses all their own. When I wake from a dream within a dream,doctors scale my reach,whispering, to peelthe sky’s clouds like petals. I love you, I love you not, until only […]
Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by W. F. Althaus We walked into this barA bit too fancy for four dudesLooking to put a couple awayBefore watching Mad Max in IMAXBut a beer’s a beer, right? Dark-stained hardwood throughoutNot even a scuff on the floorThe bartenders and waitressWear black slacks and […]
Join The Dillydoun Review in celebrating National Poetry Month with A Poem by Michael Lee Johnson I’m a juice box girl,squeeze me, play melike an accordion,box-shaped, but gagged edges.Breathe me inside out,I’m nude, fruity, fractured,strawberry melon,nightshade wine.Chicago, 3:00 a.m.somewhere strandedsomeone’s balconymemories undefined,you will find me therestretched naked, doingthe Electric Slide,taking morning selfiesupward morning into the sunthen in […]
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That is part of the beauty of all literature. You discover that your longings are universal longings, that you’re not lonely and isolated from anyone. You belong.
F. Scott Fitzgerald
