by Christian Hanz Lozada
“I’m Nani’s husband. Not that Nani, the other one,
Papa’s granddaughter, no, we never met.
I’m calling to say, Papa had a stroke.
There’s nothing to do he might get better.” Continue reading
by Christian Hanz Lozada
“I’m Nani’s husband. Not that Nani, the other one,
Papa’s granddaughter, no, we never met.
I’m calling to say, Papa had a stroke.
There’s nothing to do he might get better.” Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Warren Woessner
Are creating “tomorrow’s future”
on the covers of my collection
of 1950’s chemistry sets. Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Emma Aylor
I know it’s rare for me to start
this way: talking plainly to you, as I am now.
It’s as simple as wanting
to tell you something that happened Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Morgan Eklund
By 2050, plastic will outweigh
fish in the ocean and every Monday Continue reading
by Mark Brazaitis
He thought the end would come fast. Within seconds of leaping off the bridge, he would hit the dark water twelve stories below. But time was betraying him. He had leapt, but his descent had slowed to the pace of his depression, which had been gnawing at him for months. He was, it seemed, being granted a reprieve of sorts. Continue reading
Filed under Fiction