PALIMPSEST OF THE PLAINS By Phoebe Myers
PALIMPSEST OF THE PLAINSby Phoebe Myers
My mother calls to tell me she’s turned the old quern that’d been idly sitting on our front porch since my grandfather died a few years ago into a...
JELLYBEAN By Marisa Mangani
JELLYBEANby Marisa Mangani
I was four years old when my grandmother announced that she was going to shoot the mynah bird. The sun had been above the ridge of the Koolau mountain range for several...
THE PSYCHOPATH By Wendy Swift
THE PSYCHOPATHby Wendy Swift
I struggle to grasp that Danny is an alcoholic, despite the glaring evidence. I understand drinking is a way of life for him, to the extent that when our kids reach...
THE ARGUMENT by Nate Tulay
THE ARGUMENTby Nate Tulay Fact, if you TELL humans to breed based on intellect they will tell you that you are racist and mad and that intellect isn’t all to life.But if you were to...
OUR CELLS By McKenzie Fletcher
OUR CELLSby McKenzie Fletcher People want me to talk about it. They say it will help. But I am more focused on the way the chair feels hard and cold under me, so the memories...
OUT HERE ONCE MORE By Marc Toso
OUT HERE ONCE MOREby Marc Toso Here I am, out here once more, a caricature desert sage, pretending to find clarity in sandstone desolation. I struggle being on this edge of barrenness, selfishly seeking purpose....
MS. MARY By Katie Ridlington
MS. MARYby Katie Ridlington
The nursing home was a fantastic place of life and love, but eventually death. There were many little balls of sunlight that lived there, but the one who shone the brightest...
A SANCTUARY OF WORDS By Claire Lu
A SANCTUARY OF WORDSby Claire Lu
We lived wedged between two red brick houses on a little cul-de-sac on Pinehearst Drive. It was an unremarkable house, identical to its neighbors, save for a single Japanese...