The Marriage Market
An old Bedford van passes you on the track to the *moussem. On top, penned but precarious, barely a bleat,…
Oil Drills
She reached into the fridge for one of those individual tubs of yogurt designed to release the digestive tract. Her…
Evening Clay
The speaker made us choose: “Your house is on fire. Family and pets are safe. What one thing would you…
Rabbit Rabbit
That spring before, the crows on their farm were Don Corleone, leaving the heads of baby rabbits on their patio.…
Muscle and Might
— Another Misadventure of The Broken Boys — The boys started climbing at first light. In the crisp air, their…
2021 Fractured Lit Pushcart Nominations
Lost Centuries by Shome Dasgupta Motherhood: A Hexaptych by Candace Hartsuyker Nothing the Wind Might Sting by Edie Patterson A…
Grandma Kim at Forty-Five: A Serigraph in Four Layers
1/10 Grandma Kim had a rose-petal mouth. See the ballooned lips, half-inch creases trapping her mouth at each end. Such…
I chose the pencil
The receptionist, who I thought might be a robot, told me I could fill out the form online or else…
Mi Porvenir
There used to be a village named for the future. It straddled la frontera like the saddles of the vaqueros…
Salt City Runaway
A sheep has escaped from the abattoir. It’s loose on the railway line that runs along the coast to the…
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