MOUNTAINS & RAINBOWS by Matthew Vesely
MOUNTAINS & RAINBOWSby Matthew Vesely
The MountainI stepped over a root crawling along the forest floor, one of the bigger roots, one of the roots that stemmed off into...
THE FOOD UPON WHICH OTHERS FEAST Thomas Elson
THE FOOD UPON WHICH OTHERS FEASTby Thomas Elson
We mapped this route generations earlier, and irrespective of origin, the path is the same for everyone. We also dictated a...
THAT GIRL, SHE SLEEPS IN THE CLOSET by Jessica Milam
THAT GIRL, SHE SLEEPS IN THE CLOSETby Jessica Milam
Joanna tore open the eviction notice taped to the front door of their apartment, caught her breath, then promised Noah...
THE PLAN by Michelle Kouzmine
THE PLANby Michelle Kouzmine
The plan was Vera would take a nap while Frank showered, and then they'd unpack together. But Vera never could rest in a place that...
JONES STREET by Andrew Chinich
JONES STREETby Andrew Chinich
Looking back now, thinking of Ruby makes me smile. But it took a long time to get to this place. What then felt like a...
TARIFF by Richard Charles Schaefer
TARIFFBy Richard Charles Schaefer
The guy I’m replacing didn’t show up today, so Heather (who calls me Brian, even though my name’s Dustin) shows me around the office. This...
DAVID AND GOLIATH by Christopher Overfelt
DAVID AND GOLIATHby Christopher Overfelt
Tangent ParallelFrancis sits in a coffee shop. It might be a coffee shop. It might be someone’s home. It is spacious. It sits in...
SMOKEY THE THERAPY CAT by Andrew Miller
SMOKEY THE THERAPY CATby Andrew Miller Last week Jeff Streeter drove me to the clam flats in his Ford Model T to scatter Patricia’s ashes. We went before sunrise, her favorite time of...
THE ERA OF GOOD FEELINGS by Lawrence Uri
THE ERA OF GOOD FEELINGSLawrence Uri
The Two Americas Barrier began as a metaphor that eclipsed all realities, and became a reality that eclipses all metaphors.Jen is looking ahead,...
THE PLEASURE OF SPRING AND OTHER STORIES by Leonard Klossner
THE PLEASURE OF SPRING AND OTHER STORIESby Leonard Klossner
The Pleasure of Spring
One wades through currents of prose like one knee-high in the shallows of...
