Avital Gad-Cykman ~ To Catch Her

Through the heavy rain hitting my window ledge, we see her balance on the tightrope, her arms rowing in the air. She would give her life for her art, we say to each other. [...]

Gary Percesepe ~ Raptors

The Republicans started their convention in Cleveland, Ohio today. The TV is on with the sound muted, and I’ve raised the blinds to look out the window at the two hawks in [...]

Nelly Zann ~ I Turn My Music Loud

My mother leaves a tense message on my phone. “I need you here tomorrow. I’m out of pads.” I live ninety miles away in New Orleans but I’m on vacation. We haven’t [...]

Girija Tropp ~ Once I Was Honey

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I want to commit the details of this winter to memory and next year I will be able to figure out small differences. All around where I sit at the bar, this black and steel [...]

Kathy Fish ~ Imagine Your Daughter Is a Cherry Red Convertible

The body is a temple and Sundays are for rest. If only you worked hard. Enjoy food but don't overindulge. Trim your nails and keep them scrupulously clean. Likewise see that [...]

Paige Clark ~ Dead Summer

The year my mother dies, my boyfriend catches me jumping out of the window of our house. We live on the first floor. He stands in the yard with his arms folded across his [...]

Michael Holladay ~ Retroactive

Before Jake went to Hideaway Lounge, he assessed himself in his bathroom mirror to see if he’d measure up to the younger men. He stared at the top of his head. The glop of [...]

Andrew Morgan ~ Services

I am not the dancer with her left foot somehow wedged against the rail. Not the dancer then or eighteen minutes prior as she dashed crying from a building very much alone [...]

John Holman ~ Vacation

I got to Dexter’s house about 6:00 on a warm Saturday October evening. His wife Olivia opened the door wearing red Capri pants that looked new, and a white T-shirt and red [...]

Christopher James ~ All I Need Now is One Enormous Bowl to Catch Them Together

The villa has small lizards, tokay geckos. Beads for eyes, ghost jade skin, distinctive squawks. At first they were cute, until a couple fell on us during the night,. I catch [...]

Mel Bosworth ~ Days Not His

I stood in the parking lot of Rudy’s Oil. I hadn’t been to Five Streams since I was a kid. The sky was thin and gray and the air smelled like ice which to me smelled like [...]

Ron Padgett ~ And Truly

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Michael Putnam ~ Sharing Space

Since the blindfold outside of Maude’s Crab Castle, everything had been darkness and pain. In the parking lot, a brusque hand forced him into a trunk followed shortly by [...]

Zachary C. Solomon ~ Old Country

It was sort of surreal the way the whole thing unfolded. We picked up Grandma and Grandpa in Mom’s Honda Odyssey. Grandpa was wearing a plaid short-sleeved shirt tucked into [...]

Girija Tropp ~ 3 Fictions

HANGNAIL My ex came for three weeks and his leaving is overdue so I am going to move but I plan to look out for him and maybe keep my name on this lease if our boys [...]

Andrew James Weatherhead ~ Shipping and Handling

Charlotte doesn’t speak Spanish. She took two years of French in high school and, because she thought it would be funny, a year of Latvian in college to satisfy a language [...]

Glen Pourciau ~ Table

We’d planned to have dinner with the Hardaways at a restaurant we’d never been to, a popular new fish place.  They had been there a number of times already, enough to [...]

Stefanie Freele ~ Well-Dressed Executives

Around the white tablecloth: men in suits with cufflinks. They order Up Olive, Dry, On the rocks. The waiters, many of them students, keep to the periphery, watching signs of [...]

Maddie Clevenstine ~ There Was Something Growing

The woman learned she couldn’t have children. Her doctor said he was very sorry to tell her this, and patted her knee, and looked at her thoughtfully, like her inability to [...]

David Ryan ~ Barcarole

You worry about the eye, the microphone in it that gathers and transmits daughter sounds. Her infant coos, the soft rustle, cry, unrecoverable gasp—the dread deep stillness. [...]