by Dustin Brown
Mice have taken over my bedroom.
They catapulted themselves
onto my bed, battering rammed
the pillow to the floor. Continue reading
Defenseless
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A Good Mother
by Shuly Xóchitl Cawood
Marjorie rifled through the bathroom trash can with her right hand while using her left hand to grip the bathroom counter and steady herself. She’d had a little too much wine after her late lunch, but she deserved it, frankly. Though it was a cheap white wine from the grocery store, Marjorie felt sophisticated drinking it instead of beer, and she wanted to feel beautiful and sexy, even if she was in her house alone. Continue reading
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Fried Starfish
by Sarah Fawn Montgomery
Is a delicacy.
Like a shield,
rough skin shelters
the tender within.
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At the Bottom of the World
by Andrea Nolan
The girl felt a flick against her instep, and although the drowse of the day was thick upon her, she knew that when she opened her eyes her father’s fishing rod would be gone from where she had held it under her foot. She stood at the dock’s edge and looked at the blue-brown water. The concentric circles of the pole’s disappearance had only just begun their outward expansion. There was still a chance to catch the rod.
Joseph on Fartherhood
by Kenneth Pobo
Sometimes I’d like my family
to enter a spaceship headed to Titan.
The farther away they are,
the more I relax. It’s not that Continue reading
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