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A Prose Poem by Matthew Dettmer I’m visiting the suburbs it’s twenty-five minutes from my apartment to tom’s house along the lake the drive was stunning changing leaves the lake bright blue under the sky I drove slurping coffee from a mug balancing it against the turns on and off the highway now we’re outside in […]
A Poem by Remi Seamon He was a man who left spit to congealon the roadside. I watched him and knewwe should be kind. We shouldtake warning. We should forgive each otherthe iron in our eyes.He bent suddenly to his life and walked away still I stood in the snow.(I never said it.) In the […]
A Poem by Rose Strode There was a moment I hung head-down in the storm-deep creek, knee pinned between a treeand my bicycle, when all fear went out of me. I mean completely, the way the sea removes debrisfrom the living purple lace of the body of a sea fan. The current waved me, gently. […]
A Flash Fiction by Ken Olson The sky is flat this morning and words won’t fall out. No words for a poem, no words for a story; mundane, domestic words or stirring, cosmopolitan words for Joe’s daring exploits far from his home. It makes no difference once the sky loses its verve. So, Joe summons […]
A Flash Fiction by Matt Petras In my grey sweatpants and navy blue sweatshirt, I climbed onto the armchair, placed my little hands on the top of the velvet chair and gazed out the window at the lights. I saw streetlights, houses aglow with yellows and blues through their windows, cars beaming light at the […]
A Poem by Manjot Singh this is not the time to despair—new tides are growing outof your gutter-mouth slurpingtruth however you get itsideways. currents are flowing along the malls of reconciliationholding steady for your beltingelegy. you declare funeral ofpast—horizon of tidal compromiseand glass house press conferences. you scream of renewed mandate yetwreak of dilution—stewing brothof […]
A Short Story by Brian Fountain I reclined deep into my chair until it threatened to topple, head tilted back, frowning at the fluorescent lights. The kind that makes your skin look jaundiced and your eyes look sunken and bruised, humming softly in the background, casting everything in a sterile radiance. Every office I’ve worked […]
A Poem by Karen Keltz You click on “La Grande, Oregon Memories”And someone has posted a bare brown hillSporting a few sparse evergreensAnd wants identificationSo you write the name and clickBecause you rememberThe gas station below itCalled Five CornersWhere back behind there wasA dancing bear in a cageAnd you asked your dadFor five cents to […]
A Poem by Thomas Reed Willemain The long, rainy rideDown to BaltimoreGave me plenty of timeTo wonder how to play it,Knowing it might beThe last trip but one. I decided to let him decide.It was his death not mine.I would listen hard to seeIf he wanted to talk about it.I never heard the cuesAnd maybe […]
A Poem by Niko Eden On school nights,When we bedSocietal masses,I unmask. I let myself unwind to you,Un Recuerdo. Not enough months have passedTo devour the memory of you. Un Recuerdo Devouring me until our scentHas soaked each other’s skin. Sabor a mí “I want to smell you.I want to taste you.” And how you […]
A Short Story by Kira Rosemarie Why would you tell me that? Why would you tell me that? She repeated. I sat in a stammerless silence, lips folded together like they could suck back what I said. I put my hand on hers but she pulled it away, resting it awkwardly on the fold between […]
A Poem by Eve Chilali A soft circle of anger overwhelms me:Anger cannot be soft,Anger cannot be round. I don’t understand the assignmentI don’t want a shaman in on my pain.None of this makes any sense to me. Only words make sense to me.So I will write my Shaman Sand Circle in wordsOnly in words […]
An Essay by Richard Lin I head through the cornfield. It has been a few days since our trip to the Grand Canyon. Lesley had called me a couple of times, but I haven’t yet called her back. I needed a bit of time to work through my feelings about her interaction with James. This […]
A Poem by J.C. Bratcher If I could harness my hardness,Buttress the heart to the carcass,Rare to quiet the harping of harlots,Hard to hearken how innocence parted,Concepts of potential, amiss and abysmal,Eventual grifter, adrift with a hymnal.Blood of Christ is brought to life,Perished in harness, dawning of lies,Avalanche of souls upon the varnishTake this cross, […]
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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
