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Everything So Different and the Same

By K.C. Mead-Brewer

How pointlessly beautiful, a tree. How massive and calm and sometimes crushing and on fire. How a tree’s waving branches…

Attaboy Louis

By Shastri Akella

Louis liked the name: Prospect Cemetery. As if its prescient eighteenth-century builders had known that one day college boys would…

Worms in the Dirt

By Megan Bounds

No time left in Jackie’s thumbs. They died before the rest of her, dangled precious on jagged hipbones, in and…

When Saturn and Jupiter Meet in the Middle

By Ellen Weeren

Children play on street corners until the lights grow dim and the stars are visible like pinpricks on a bulletin…

Commercial Break

By Benjamin Niespodziany

Once a week a truck driver drove down our street. Stuck to the sides of the semi were two television…

Party in the O.R.

By Lannie Stabile

Today is my double mastectomy. Today is also my birthday. As he numbs me, the anesthesiologist wears a pink pointed…

Be Prepared

By JR Walsh

A baby grand piano appeared after Billie moved in with her son. Fourth-rate elegance. Plywood garbage. The stroke took away…

THROUGH THE WINDOW

By Susan Wigmore

Demons cavort in the darkness of trees. Slender, knuckle-cracking things, whispering a wasp language. You stop your ears with moss,…

Orange: Micro Series

By Jared Povanda

Womb Cat wants to paint her house fluorescent orange. Call it Crisis. Call it citrus combating scurvy. Cat doesn’t go…

My Mother Calls Her a Head-Case Convict

By Kaya Dierks

But here I am anyway, in the CVS on Perkins and Sixteenth, allowing her to turn me criminal. Like this.…

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