Fiction from A.E. Weisgerber
Then he spiraled and lifted in the clouds WHEN ISAAC PUNDFALD WAS ELEVEN, he had this dream. He stood near a snow-covered, frozen pond, then began plowing it with a scrap of plywood. When it was cleared, he waved himself over. He had on skates, but did not glide. The blades were shaped like contour […]
Fiction from Kara Dennison
Solada and the Deep Dark SOLADA WOKE IN A COLD SWEAT, panting and gasping for breath. Beside her, her goat stirred, let out an annoyed bleat like to a child’s yell, and got up to go for a midnight trot. “Stop asking,” she muttered to people no longer present, pressing a hand to her face, […]
Poetry from Nicole Miyashiro
Yes/No to Neurosurgery for My Son Hell is not a hideous thing. It washes its face and puts on deodorant. It peers over at the clock, which ticks on as usual, and it slides a fresh shirt over its shampooed head. Hell pours flakes and raisins into a cereal bowl without spilling, pours 2% milk […]
Fiction from Christine No
Chrysalis What’s the good in being good, when you’re bound to be bad again? MONA HAS BEEN crying for half an hour now because she meant to bake a cake for her husband’s birthday. Instead, she blended 30 pills, all different colors, with orange juice and drank the rainbow. They are sitting in a circle […]
Fiction from Sarah Lynn Knowles
The Hotel Window THE MORNING AFTER The Pageants play their show in Philly, we’re all swearing off drinking, and none of us wants much talking either. Back to the van I march after gathering my things, nursing a hangover headache after barely sleeping, after skipping another shower, feeling embarrassed to be awake and alive. Strategically, […]
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