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The First Step by Natalie Schriefer

January 24, 2023

From a snowbank I watched the squirrel run.

January 18, 2023

A Reflection on Exes and Martini-induced Memories: Navigating Relationships and Transphobia

January 10, 2023

At this time, the middle-aged commuter should be on the 07:15 fast local train. Instead, he’s lying face down on the road outside the station.

January 3, 2023

I struggle to find the groove

December 27, 2022

Tell me about the time we followed the railroad tracks to the horizon

A Parisian Affair by Kevin Wranovix
Inspiration is a foggy fellow, emerging from nothing, dissipating into nothing, answering to nothing.
Our Theseus by Nathan Jefferson
Last week he was a dishwasher who his coworkers called Ricky. Today he’s a day laborer named Eddie, clearing a pair of fallen trees off a new build’s lawn and fixing up a large garden. Rotting plank ripped out, new plank inserted.
Robbing the Pillars by Marie Goyette
Ruth stood on the narrow iron bridge, gripping her father’s obsidian necklace, and wondered how many years it would take before the river wore them both down to nothing.
The Call by Eben E. B. Bein
I hungered into that quiet until— there—unbelievable!— a wolf spider scuttled onto a leaf.
Saturation by Claire Oleson
I no longer harangue every desk nurse at every hospital for a taxonomic breakdown of her bills. I don’t ask for the numbers of the Benadryl, the water cups, the abdominal touches done with gloved hands. I am the most American I’ve ever been—she costs what she costs and I eat it.