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Time Away by Jen Knox

November 8, 2022

Looking deeper, advocating for something more, is to feel the wings wrapped around our necks.

November 8, 2022

Let’s say John tied her to a chair after she said she couldn’t go to prom with him. Let’s say the boy has a butcher’s knife in his hand.

November 1, 2022

We’re bleeders or will be. This is what they tell us in a dark room, blinds drawn, rows of desks just so

November 1, 2022

I will be ten tomorrow, and I feel cheated in too many ways to count.

November 1, 2022

The boys pull tiny bottles of Captain Morgan from their pockets, their fee for entry. They roll one to each of us, and we gag when we sip.

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.