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Joseph Grantham ~ Pharmacy

Kurt Vonnegut was reading Journey to the End of the Night when he wrote Slaughterhouse-Five. I’m on the bed, watching baseball. I think I have throat [...]

Eric Pankey ~ Two Poems

LANDSCAPE AS ELEGY Beneath the iron truss bridge, Shadows overlap and merge, Ride the deep creek’s moving surface. Sioux quartzite spires rise As [...]

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For the summer months, beginning at midnight tonight (CST) we won't accept submissions over 500 words. Manuscripts with a greater word count will be [...]

Pui Ying Wong ~ Three Poems

SCULPTURE COURTYARD The sun came out and dried the grass. I sat under a tree, eating an apple. “Time to be healed” the poet wrote. Stillness around [...]

Meg Tuite ~ There’s No Tomorrow the Same As Yesterday

Mothers and fathers lean in doorways to keep anyone from forgetting them. What happens when a personality can’t find its way back? Let’s say I promise to [...]

Gary Percesepe ~ Another Crisis

Lester was lamenting the state of things we’d gotten ourselves into. “We’ve missed too many boats.” I could see his brain working overtime in there, [...]

Katrina Denza ~ In These Dark Woods

The woman has walked this path circling the reservoir many times. She stays in a simple but sturdy cabin near the base of the mountain when she’s up from the [...]

Heather Sager ~ The Cool and the Lonely

I am writing about a man. When I check in on him, he is standing under an old-timey sign that reads LIQUOR. I wonder if he should wear his hair long, and then [...]

Michael Credico ~ Cataclysm

I am in a state of disappearance, back inside Ohio. I drove all night. The car stalled before I could ram it through the perimeter fence. The Great Lakes have [...]

Sheldon Lee Compton ~ Almost Alone in Dark Valleys

The Mark IV sits behind and just to the right of the Lodge Pin Hotel. I’m in the parking lot between the two, swaying a step to the right and then a step to [...]

Claire Guyton ~ SAT Question: The Moon

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Four friends and co-workers, Jenny, Elissa, Mira, and Fran, are supposed to attend an important conference, which takes place in a town roughly a three-hour [...]

Lily Wang ~ Fields

1. Eddie sat down first. He had his legs straight out and his elbows down. He lowered the rest of his body and felt the moisture from the grass through the [...]

Billy Petersen ~ Sparks

A young father returns from the yard. He has planted two new pepper bushes, to replace the ones wasted by floodwaters. His spade unearthed a bone, a dirty [...]

Laurie Kaiser ~ Tulips

I yearn for a scrap of good news Like the city longs for tulips To finally raise their magnificent faces to the sun, Shining and twirling like beauty [...]

Gerald Fleming ~ Five Prose Poems

The Bastard and the Bishop Most of the city is underground—that’s how cold it is here, great galleries, complex, reinforced earthen walls, apartments [...]