Happy Lucky Gas by Rebecca Chekouras She was a patient woman and wary. She did nothing to tip her hand except, perhaps, set the plate of eggs and toast on the dining room table with a too hard click of melamine on wood. She went to the kitchen and returned with...
Supermarket Bouquet by TJ Acena It’s late. A man stands at the front door of a house holding an end-of-the-evening supermarket bouquet. A woman opens the door. She crosses her arms over her chest as the man stutters an apology. The flowers tremble as he hands them...
White Caps Spilt to Sea by E. Briskin If the sun moved, curved aspects would resolve thingness differently. To be the shadow itself would be simpler. Lying there lying there there in the oceansalt-thinking wave sifting paper squaring sand. The soprano, forgotten, sang...
The Great Bear by Jeanine Walker The bear with his wings.Its wings. I swear it is an it.I swear it has wings. This beartakes off from the groundnext to the creekwhere I see it not only preparingto hibernate but also crouching,drinking, lapping up its waterfrom the...
