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I PLANNED MY FUNERAL WHEN I WAS A CHILD by Reece Caven

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I planned my funeral when I was a child. I know how that sounds. It’s not like that. It wasn’t a practice in suicidal contemplation. I’m not eager for it, I just know how...

PLUM BLOSSOM by Hongbo Tan

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After a recent move, while unpacking, I noticed a carefully-wrapped package inside an old cardboard box.  Ripping off its layers of yellowed paper, I saw a white enameled mug still sparkling as brightly as...

A QUEST FOR WETNESS by Quinn Campbell

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Is water wet? Oxford Languages defines wet as, “covered or saturated with water or another liquid.” It seems evident that what creates something wet is water, so water itself must be wet. However, an...

DEAR FATHER, DONOR, DAVID by Madeline

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Dear Father, Donor, David,                                                                           Hello. I am your daughter, offspring… I am Madeline. In many of these messages, the children thank their donors graciously for helping bring them into the world. Letters full of hope...

TITHONUS by William Davis

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Tithonus By William Davis     She is asleep again. You're drunk as usual, playing warhammer III at 1 AM and she has been drifting for a little while now. She lay down about an hour ago,...

WRITER’S BLOCK AT ITS FINEST by Maria Fernanda

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Camille Bégin is an award-winning historian of food and the senses who turned to creative writing as she faced a formidable set of life-changing events. Her writing has most recently appeared in Gastronomica. Born...

ON BREASTFEEDING by Camille Begin

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On Breastfeeding Ben took a photograph of me as I breastfeed our son for the first time; he did not take a photograph of me breastfeeding for the last time. It was not supposed the...

HOME FROM THE BARBER’S by Yoon Chung

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Home from the Barber’s by Yoon Chung The flash of confusion on his face is not off-putting. I had prepared myself for it. Smiling, I ask the barber for a haircut. “I’m sorry, but this is a...

MY BODY by Maria Rodriguez

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My Body As a child, I never played with or asked for baby dolls. Those dolls never caught my attention. Growing up being a wife and mother was heavily talked about and expected of women....

UNWANTED HIGH REUNION by Megan McKenna

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Remember to be proud of yourself, you have worked so hard to get here. You’ve conquered everything that was in your way of this dream. Mom would be so proud of you; everyone is...