Wild by Anna B. Sutton back home a bearcrossed the parking lot of a local bowling alley and the town went wild we aimed cameras at our backyardslike birds of prey we craned our necks while driving scanned the woods along the interstatefor a telltale...
Notes About the Butterflies, the Moth, and the Sadness by Triin Paja I place a small tortoiseshell in a matchbox, beside the three others. It is the saddest matchbox I know. At night, I touch my ear against it. A silence. I believed there was poetry in their nearness....
CLARA by Ann Pedone I open the door under the sign “EMPLOYEESONLY”I’m in Santa Clara bleedingfalling in love with everyone who walks byWhich felt something like history The air churning through the air ducts seems“UNDERSTANDABLE” but not in theslightest, breathable...
A Holy Union by Simi Monheit From Contest Judge Peter Mountford: “Simi Monheit’s A Holy Union was a fantastic piece of slow-burn erotica – placing the reader fully within the character’s experience that we lose connection with everything outside the...
Photosynthesis by Jason Hardung The automated voice on the other end says, “burlywood.” This is my color! My heart pounds like I won something. Then I remember who I called and my heart pounds even harder. A few weeks ago, I was let out on bond. The state assigned me...
