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…
Thursday Night at Lucky’s Liquor Store
When the semi flipped on its side, cows were launched like bowling pins across multiple lanes. Several died inside the…
In Andromeda
There were aliens in What Cheer, Iowa, aliens with platinum skin and tentacles adept at probing populations, aliens opening up…
Explaining Divorce to My Three-Year-Old
Baby, when the toast goes cold, the butter will not spread. The daffodil fat just sits on stiff bread. You…
Roadside Assistance
We are weary in sweat and heat that settles like skin to skin. Deep in the buzz and whir of…
The Vulture
Francisco looks down the long wintry road. Wisps of mist hang over the dark trees. The sound of the cooling…
So you fall in love with the church girl (the one who isn’t gay)
She’s Splenda-sweet salvation, preened by her parents, who do everything in a -ly way: welcome you hesitant-ly, talk about you…
Heritage
In the beginning, the women were gooseberries. Plump on the vine, squashed under toe, murderous towards pine. When the rains…
Welcome to Our Home
I live in a haunted house. By which I mean I live inside your throat. By which I mean I’ve…
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