Floorboards by Jack C. Buck Of course I agreed, how could I not? Martin died when Eva, William, and Francis died out there on McKinley road. The morning it happened, Martin phoned me to leave work and drive over. I remember how the point where two sides of a wall meet...
The Humpback’s Wardrobe by Timothy Day On Saturday I awoke to find five of my hangers bent, the hooks askew this way and that. The hooks of a humpback’s wardrobe, Alice called them when I told her. “How would that work?” I asked, trying to picture it....
The Balloon or the Ballerina by Scott Broker 20 April 1998 Mom was floating against the living room ceiling when I came home from school, so I dragged a chair from the kitchen and pulled her down. “Crazy old lady,” I said, attaching her ankle to the rope we...
Hoops by Blair Hurley I’ve inherited a notebook from my great-grandmother. It’s full of loose-tucked notes, scribbled on scraps and receipts. My great-grandmother was a writer; she wrote a book for children about growing up on the prairie, and a column for a...
Transient by Quenton Baker Some [stars] are there but some burned out ten thousand years ago…You see memories. -Anne Carson We built gods real slick-smooth big god-looks on that stage big god-breath big god-sweat the bass pumped like priest-shrieks like...
