Two Poems from Natalie Homer
8 Hot New Tips Guaranteed To Make Your Summer Sizzle 1. The honeysuckle will bloom limp yellow hands. Hold the flower and pinch / just above the calyx. Pinch hard enough to break through the petal, but not all the way to the insides. ………..You’ll see what I mean. 2. Mix things up by […]
Fiction from Michael Garret Ashby II
Saving the Gladiator HE PULLED the trigger while he was sitting right next to me. When I first heard the shot I kept trying to tell myself it was just another clacking of the train on the rails, but trains don’t splatter blood over windows or dress shirts. I felt guilty in some respects. From […]
Nonfiction from Jennie Ziegler
The Telling RUBBER SNEAKER SOLES. Basement bars. Something out of Cheers. Glass bottles filled with amber, glinting dully against wood polished by arms, hands hammers on bartop. Billy Joel is crooning from a corner speaker, a low undertone. I sit under sticky tables, small hands swimming in wide stolen drums of bobbing maraschino cherries. A […]
Fiction from S.F. Wright
Strange Business I WAS TIRED of working as an adjunct and making no money, so I enrolled in a class to teach high school. I didn’t want to teach high school; I wanted to teach college. But after four years at my university and getting skipped over three times for full-time positions, I knew this […]
Fiction from Alice Whittenburg
A Reassuring Fiction 1. Early this morning, after he released more than one thousand documents concerning the black site in our region, Jihoon Kim went into hiding. Immediately there was a frenzy of media speculation about where he might be, but I knew that he hadn’t gone far. In fact he spent the day disguised […]
Nonfiction from C.C. Russell
DIA towards LGA, July 2003 THE WOMAN ACROSS from me speaks into her cell phone as if it were a walkie-talkie. She is telling the person on the other end that she had some trouble getting her boyfriend’s remains through security. She thinks that he would have probably found this whole incident funny and she […]
Poetry from Cassandra Carter
Elegy for the Undead I. Contour flesh fresh again. Dust vanilla silk in the rotten vein canyons. Finger dew into the left of your mouth, All that is left of your mouth. II. It has always hurt. The devouring. You have always hurt me wholly. Absolved shame with hooks and fingernails. Kissed my ribs into […]
Fiction from Brennan Burnside
da Capo . /a I’VE HEARD KIDS in the school saying, “Watch out for the new kid.” Like it’s a Western. They’re parting seas of people to look for her. A celebrity with scant details to identify her. Rumor had it she had a brace—but that was over a year ago and it’s probably off by […]
Nonfiction from Toti O’Brien
The Night A CLEAR UNDERSTANDING of “syncopation” takes two cheap alarm clocks—those I get at the nearby dollar store. Two: one on my bed stand (I keep it close in spite of the noise, it soothes me), one in the adjacent living room. Doors wide open: the heat is unbearable otherwise. The house is quite […]
Poetry from Meggie Royer
Like Mother, Like Daughter Autumn, and your mother’s hands are starting to change again, salmon in the backyard creek reversing course. In this life the two of you are leaning against your father’s ghost like wind. And even the rain knows to stay away from the house, whole drafts of it missing the porch, your […]
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