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Before She Knew Her Body Was the River
The pocketknife lies open in the dirt, and the snake—headless, milky-translucent muscle—curls in and out, while the girl watches its…
the 2021 fractured lit Anthology prize shortlist
We’re so excited to announce the 34 titles of our shortlist! These stories are so good we’ve decided to publish…
Blue Mama
Without thinking too deeply about it we presume ourselves to be adequate parents. The baseline assumption is that we would…
the 2021 fractured lit Anthology prize longlist
We’re so excited to announce the 62 titles of our longlist! The submissions we received were so resonant, engaging, and…
Golden, Blazing Words: A Review of The Evolution of Birds
Sara Hills’ debut flash collection The Evolution of Birds brings her unique brand of surreality to birds, humans and the…
By the Gleam of Her Teeth, She Will Light the Path Before Her
After dinner, Father folds a swan out of his paper napkin. Mother says, “My, how early it grows dark.” First…
Calculus of Devotion
—after Wong Kar-wai’s Chungking Express Clare dresses like an ice cream cone. Chocolate lace, vanilla skirts. All of it melting…
Nothing the Wind Might Sting
1. The bird flies in through an open window on the first story of the hotel. The bird flies through…
Ornithology for Girls
The bluegrass is dry and sick. “You were the one who survived,” I say. “You were very fortunate.” You are…
Scene in a Public Park at Dawn, 1892
“No small sensation has been made by the report of a duel between two ladies. . . . The [disagreement]…
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