Issue 15
She rubs the raw meat against her wart and looks into the setting sun. Her grandmother says if she counts to ten, the wart will…
A hundred men bear one girl’s bones to catacombs. In her sarcophagus, loose legs clink against a halfling pelvis, pebble hard. Through cobbled tributaries, bearers…
Howard sat alone in front of the television set with his legs propped on the coffee table. He blinked a few times to convince himself…
She thinks Jimmy is a dolt, all cows and Fords, typical of her tenth-graders retaking English 9. She could back him into the sink and…
On the Siskin Hospital for Physical Rehabilitation second-floor wheelchair basketball team, I was tied for most valuable player. Or the least valuable, depending on your…
:: a sestina The dawn made a grey world and dried men’s throats. The relentless drone pushed sand over the blemish they’d burned in the…
Brother, we once walked through night snow, past our childhood’s fast food joints. The parking lots were deep with white fables. Beyond the hum of…
I am an accomplished pants presser. In a day, I press sixty pants. I press pleated pants so that the pleat turns into the seam…
In the story I keep trying to tell, there’s a woman handcuffed in the driveway. She’s thrashing against the officers, cursing, spitting on them, her…
A stayed partition, the unwelcome place: I draped hide round the hem of the wild and was. There were holes in the outside pasture, fool’s…
…yes my mountain flower… –Molly (Ulysses) Each night our house empties itself of trouble as all the small things scuttle out, beetles from the shag…
All is quiet. He pours himself a glass of pinot and sinks into the wicker armchair on the back porch to watch the sunset. His…
The woman found the apple of the earth in a river, not the earth, a fruit from the mouth of the duck, the swan, wapato,…