by Joan Menefee | Jul 10, 2017
We want to believe that there is nothing natural about numbers. These ciphers are our perfect projections, whom we marshal and archive, in endless right angles. Though they have pores and spines, the tables we fashion for them are not carcasses or skeletons,...
by Caitlin Fitzpatrick | Jul 3, 2017
This afternoon, Iris’s mother plans to swallow a pill that will dissolved her thyroid gland, cure her hyperactive metabolic disorder, and turn her, temporarily, radioactive. She will lift the white pill over her blushed lips and open her teeth so that the...
by Andrea Eberly | Jun 22, 2017
Robby Johnson sits at the bar drumming his fingers on a bottle of Bud. He’s been sitting in that same spot, two stools from the door, for the past two weeks. Since his dad and brother died. The only other person at the bar this early is Jimmy. Every night Robby...
by Kate Wheeler | Apr 28, 2017
I went over to James’s house unannounced. He opened his bedroom door, his hair all bent and flat from sleeping. “What are you doing here?” he asked me. “Do you want to get dinner?” I asked him. He let the door fall wide and turned away from me. “I already had...
by Maxine Rosaler | Apr 19, 2017
I met Ed Milk when I was working as a reporter for a chain of community newspapers in Sheepshead Bay, Brooklyn in the late seventies. A week after he came on staff I was fired for having signed a petition for a writers’ union, so we never had the chance to get...
by Ross McMeekin | Jan 25, 2017
Owen watched Aubrey press her palm into a thick patch of speckled moss girdling the trunk of an old Douglas fir. The move was gentle and precise, how a mime might seek an invisible wall, and he couldn’t help but imagine her locked up in some dark basement, kidnapped,...
