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The Clay of It
When he walked into her studio, Elodie was sculpting her seventh ceramic penis of the week. This one had antlers.…
Cotton Mouth
I A cottonmouth swallows me when I am seven. It waits for me just outside my front door, stretched out…
Boys in Boxes
The men are dying. We’re the boys who see them. In tabloids, on news bulletins. Faces pocked with purple lesions,…
Our Father
There’s a photo of our father, donning a black suit, standing under a tree, with a mischievous smile and a…
Secret to Marriage
They sit in silence on the farmhouse porch. It’s nothing, he hopes. Earlier as his wife lay sleeping, toes twitching,…
Anthology 5 Shortlist
We finally curated a shortlist of 41 stories, and they’ve been sent to judge, Tara Isabel Zambrano! It’s out of…
I Come From Aliens
There’s a picture from my wedding where my father looks at me with his face all screwed up with concern…
Neighborhood
Occasionally I walk here, when the weather permits. Today I spot a man watering his garden, a riot of…
One Night, the Moon Starts Crying
Tears falling to earth in gulps of rain. No one knows why the moon is crying but everyone’s making a…
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