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Maribel Is Not Here for You
She gets off the bus at the tenth stop. She walks one mile. She walks 280 more feet. She pays…
Sapphire Eye
I place Sygna, my late husband’s silver swan, into a box in the attic. She keeps me awake all night…
Ask Jess – Is this flash or micro?
Word count 762 | Reading Time 3 Minutes, 4 Seconds At a lecture given by Kathy Fish and KB Carle…
Symphony No. 7
Aunt Sylvia says it’s nothing, but she coughs wicked and that’s when I know it’s coming.Death. We never talk about…
Big Red
It started out small—a red speck hardly noticed on the Harlem sidewalk. Maybe it drifted down from the heavens. Maybe…
May Flash Roundup
Being A Girl in Someone Else’s Story In workshop, writing a girl protagonist was difficult. We just don’t like her,…
Comorbidity
When you cook you use every pot, including ones that can’t go in the dishwasher, because I clean; when I…
Empty Words
In my language people call it ‘slippery fetus’, cannot be held, unravels like ribbon. You are ‘slippery daughter’, will not…
Look Sky, No Suburbs
Mom gets them out of Skokie when Laila is four. She talks about endless troops of kids and dead ends…
I Have Dreamed of The Divine
Each night, my soul flutters out of its husk and wanders between the stars. Through sheets of laterite and palm…
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