AFTER-BIRTH, by Sam Kerbel

Poetry by Sam Kerbel AFTER-BIRTH There is much grief tied to us Not unlike a hospital cot Where a new father sleeps If he is lucky And finds himself realizing Not for the first time He authored something He knows…

SHELTER, by Jen Bryant

Flash Nonfiction by Jen Bryant SHELTER My first January in Ohio, the river’s surface froze solid. Patches of dirty snow accumulated in parking lots. The sky, the snow, the asphalt: everything was a dull, unrelenting gray. After brewing my morning…

FAIRVIEW, by Harris Quinn

Fiction by Harris Quinn FAIRVIEW I’ve won more than I’ve lost, though I’ve kept no ledger. I’ve lost big, but I’ve won big too. I took 7,000 dollars from a New York man in Aiken after the Masters one year.…

HEARTBEATS, by Daniel Coudriet

Poetry by Daniel Coudriet HEARTBEATS I am a hospital that missed a war that grew outside. I’ve stolen appliances from empty homes. I’m sorry for all the songs I didn’t complete. It’s hard to have a relationship with a room.…

OLD FRIENDS, by Davis MacMillan

Fiction by Davis MacMillan OLD FRIENDS A long time ago, when we were little or maybe medium-sized boys, a man did yoga in the park near my house. This was strange: yoga was known but it was not really the…

RUNNING by Danuta Hinc

Nonfiction by Danuta Hinc RUNNING When you leave the place that named you, the world opens and closes at once. Your identity fades into the background of a perpetually expanding frame, balancing between awe and surrender, turning your life into…

RED-HEADED MIKE FINNEGAN, by Jake Stimmel

Fiction by Jake StimmelRED-HEADED MIKE FINNEGAN “I did not take your boat, Mr. Roosevelt, because I wanted to steal something, no indeed; when I took that vessel I was laboring under the impression, ‘Die dog or eat the Hachette.’” —Letter…

QUAKER SPEAK FOR DEAD, by Cal Freeman

Poetry by Cal Freeman QUAKER SPEAK FOR DEAD The dreams are different when I sleep beside Lake Erie. I can’t remember them in much detail. Momentous, ethereal, and cruel, they bring my father back at 4am, his predawn writing hour;…

SCHRÖDINGER’S SISTER by Michelle Bitting

Nonfiction by Michelle BittingSCHRÖDINGER’S SISTER You could say I am a thought experiment. Sometimes described as a paradox of quantum superposition or divide in perception. To be considered both dead and alive. Simultaneously. No one I’m close to, privy to…

THE COMMUNIST, by Sahil Mehta

Flash by Sahil Mehta THE COMMUNIST The crimson tattoo, a hammer and sickle, was located about an inch south and half an inch to the right of his belly button.  His penis, when enlarged by interest or intrigue, would point…

GOATVILLE, by Susan Israel

Flash by Susan Israel GOATVILLE Ambrose Bunch’s backyard was a tangle of weeds that his wife Florence kept harping on him about, so he went out, ostensibly to buy a lawn mower, and came home with a goat. “Flo, meet…

PERFECT CONDUCTOR, by Dara Goodale

Poetry by Dara Goodale PERFECT CONDUCTOR when he was eight   he stuck a fork       into an electric outlet he fried the nerve endings     in his right thumb his sense of touch    swept away…

BEFORE I HELD YOU, by Anne Anthony

Flash Nonfiction by Anne Anthony BEFORE I HELD YOU Before I held you, your father held you cradled in his arms—mine couldn’t, strapped securely to the operating table; before he held you, you flipped, you slippery fish dropping thud-like into…

THE MONARCH, by Mary Sauer

Fiction by Mary Sauer THE MONARCH Cutting around and behind the main drag in Excelsior Springs, we choose the road often used to bypass the lights and traffic with two sharp, blind curves one after the other. Dad takes each…

TURD-L, by Meg Pokrass

Flash by Meg Pokrass TURD-L There was the time my actress sister taught me how to take a bath like a TV star. Ran the bathwater hot so that it felt as if my skin would glow like a pink…

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