The Seeds We Sow
By Allison Cross Mira was sorting through her dead husband’s belongings when she found the package of seeds. The envelope was sealed twice with tape, unmarked. Her husband had never cared for plants, yet there they were. She dug a hole in the backyard, dumped the seeds in. Just to see. By morning, shoots pushed…
The Voyage
By Luke Iandoli The shoe and the log had met by chance: a random current had tangled the shoe in the log’s naked branches. The log had not been pleased: although smaller, this shoe was one of those objects which had stomped so callously over the roots and undergrowth of the log and its forest…
Twisted Daydream
By Alizé Bland Tracee had witnessed a murder. Her own. She saw it through someone else’s eyes. Blood streaked the wall beside the staircase with its chipped white paint. Tracee lay motionless beside the sagging couch. She felt their chest rise and fall. Their bloody fists throbbed. Blue fabric brushed the edge of her vision. …
LDP: A Culinary Genealogy
By Lindsey Danis Fork two Russet potatoes all over. Put them on a plate, stick it in the microwave. Choose the ‘potato’ setting. # Because I was a picky child who refused to eat egg yolks, my father carefully separated my eggs. The yolks went in the trash. The whites went on a plate, into…
First Solo Cross-Country
By Steph Coelho You’re not old, or haggard, or washed up. Your crooked smile is youthful, even if it squishes out the crinkles around your eyes. Gravity will start to compress the bones in your spine, eventually, but for now, your feet still reach the pedals, and your brain still knows what it knows, like…
Horse Manure and Old Pine
By David Larsen Andrew Hickman took one last snapshot of the riding stables his family had operated for more than forty-five years. His cellphone rattled in his trembling hands. People wanted more than an hour rental of a halfway decent horse. A romp through the creosote and ocotillo dotted hills couldn’t compare with…
My Beloved
A Memoir by A. L. Smith Silent and still in my arms, I can feel you. The hospital bracelet circles your ankle with a name you will never answer to. Your body is limp, your skin pallid. My heart beats wildly; yours is still. They say I can hold you as long as I want.…
Fight for Us
By Kimberly Hallman As I leaned down to pull the last of the socks out of the laundry basket, I sniffed, trying to keep my nose from dripping on the clean laundry. Sighing, I dropped the socks onto the bed and grabbed a tissue from the night stand. Even though it was already June, my…
Vizio
By Quinn Theobald A dented flatscreen Vizio TV had been discarded on the curb in front of my apartment. I knew it was a Vizio because on the third day of it squatting there I checked the back panel where a V sticker was slapped. It was ugly in its sleekness. It was the first…
Isle
By Marisa Gray Atha Izzy startled at the noise, wrapping the towel tighter around herself. She’d hooked the “Do Not Disturb” sign on the doorknob outside her hotel room so hadn’t expected housekeeping to enter. But the wood-on-metal clank sounded like it had come from inside. Preparing herself to scream, fight, or both,…
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