Care Package by Ali Morretta I’d been at boarding school for a month when my mother sent me a boyfriend in a box. His name was All-American Alex, and he hailed from a novelty kiosk in the mall. Alex was ten inches tall and made of carcinogens, with silky brown hair...
3 Untitled American Sonnets by Jackson Burgess God came down from heaven & told me my life’s purposeis to collect abandoned shopping carts. God told meto make herbal tea. God told me to crouch & savethe web-stuck moth while on the phone my brother’sbrother...
Carmen by Isabela Sanderson Last Wednesday my girlfriend turned into a fairy. Not the Celtic kind, or Elven kind, or Eastern European or anything good like that—she turned into the pixie kind. With dust and sparkles and diamonds and little wings that glimmer brighter...
The Dead Mother and Grieving Son Spiritual by Rick Bursky God didn’t invent mercy and is the last one To lecture on kindness. Eventually, everything changes And we’re shellacked with grief. In the meantime, just like every other Wannabe god I’m collecting urns filled...
Rip and Pinch by John Leh No one else paid attention to trivia. The girls and Ronald were too busy listening to Trevor whine about Rearsborough, Ohio. The mass shooting was all over the news. It happened at a public library scheduled to host a drag queen story hour,...
