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FICTION ESSAY POETRY INTERVIEW REVIEW
A Flash Fiction by Philip Redo It was a big pipe. And it was coated with some kind of cloth. Painted white. As he stared at it he thought that maybe the white paint had been brushed over some kind of adhesive tape or even a gauze. The big pipe turned at 90 degrees into […]
A Poem by Julia Haney I squeeze sea urchin spinesfrom my sister’s palm,diving wine darkpainto the breakingpinholebeneath her skin wherecities unfold,new languagesparks,green stars pressagainst space.here,her eyes are pinwheelsand the shore isa horsegalloping towardswhat will be will be.here, I am grassunderfootI am eucalyptusdecayingjust a hymnto sharpnessyou cannot piercewithout a supple landing placefor the shrill,nocturnal cry,for the […]
A Prose Poem by d w Stojek We sat, my Grandmother, myself, with my Mother between, quietly in the waiting room of the doctor’s practice. I cannot remember, despite my best attempts, as to which of us was the patient to be. I was four perhaps, five years of age and suffered frequent bouts of […]
A Poem by Sally Badawi Tonight, I saw your nameYou published somethingYour face and fictionOutrageous:You’re still writing and living in the worldWith that cheesy grinYou jolted meD: “I never read his work”E: “He can suck a crab claw”I picture your awkward hands and heavy tongueSlurping on crabGrad school isn’t for the weakI knew thatGrad school isn’t […]
A Poem by Vijaya Sundaram The old year is dyingAnd a new one limps around the corner,And we wait in tired expectation. Yes, we do our chores,Wash our dishes, fold our clothes,Read the news, tell each other“I love you” every day. But the old year is dying,And a new year waits, behind that corner,Breathing shallowly, […]
An Essay by Rob Colby I came to San Francisco to get a fresh start and to cut family ties. But that didn’t stop me from accepting help to get on my feet. My mother kindly offered to pay my first month’s rent and then, kinder still, made it clear that I was on my […]
A Prose Poem by Bryan Barks As we walk to dinner, you and I are reflecting on what an awful year it has been. “But at least we got married this year!” you say. No, my love. That was last year. But yes, let’s just say we got married this year. Let’s push the rest […]
A Poem by Oliver C. Seneca out of my mindinto the universemy thoughts materializenothing into somethingimagination into creation I’ve thought of younow I can hold you it’s no longer a dreama wishyou’re here with me perhaps you’ve always been Oliver C. Seneca was born and raised in the suburbs of Harrisburg, Pennsylvania. His first foray […]
A Poem by Elizabeth Chung The slaughterhouse runs like a faithful watch, never late or losing time. Cows come in,steak comes out. As if they understand the bleak inevitability of their situation, the cows rarely struggle. They walk tamely towards the stench ofblood, their heads swinging low. And yet, this old cow is blind to the ending hour. It […]
A Poem by William Frank To be set in the hottest part of the battlenear to the wall where the archersthrow their murder volley from the sunwhile holding on desperately to my strengthin the shouting, dying zigzag of confusion,the vast, terrible violence of our barest centerkilling everything all around meeven as I pressed forward in […]
A Poem by Pedro Hoffmeister We are the silence you never wantedthe sitting and the thinking, mouths shutwithout a television or a podcast playing your wrists like something improbable tapedto the ends of your arms, George Washington’sdentures a collection of animal and human teeth. I’m staring out the window at the raincoming across slant, 30-degree-angledDuraflame […]
A Poem by John F. McMullen Thursday, December 24, Christmas Eve Friday, December 25, Christmas Saturday, December 26. Day After Christmas Sunday, December 27, Two Days After Christmas Today is the night of the 26th and there is a headache and a tightness is my chest — there is only one way to understand […]
A Poem by John F. McMullen I may have violated the CDC warnings on holiday travel as I went to: the snows of Aspen to the heat of Acapulco then to the monsoons of the South China Sea and finally to the mud and rice paddies of Vietnam […]
An Essay by Zach Lebovic The water wasn’t still anymore, it was as turbulent as my thoughts. When I dove into the pool that morning I felt claustrophobic. The water shocked my system, taking my breath away and I panicked, remembering the nightmare I had last night: I dove in for my race like usual, […]
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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
