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Recent Fiction

The Company of Shallow Holes, by Dino Parenti

One unremarkable March day, a man began puncturing random holes in his withered pasture with a post-hole digger.
Recent Poetry

Ecru, by Oak Morse

We were all one beautiful blend / of mama’s love. My brother, / the color of ecru, the other one / sepia, and me, ebony.
Recent CNF

Playground Doctrine, by Myna Chang

In the grit of a 1975 farm town, 9-year-old girls weigh about 60 pounds, even wicked little girls with bad women for mommas.
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Playground Doctrine

Playground Doctrine

by Myna Chang
In the grit of a 1975 farm town, 9-year-old girls weigh about 60 pounds, even wicked little girls with bad women for mommas.
Ecru

Ecru

by Oak Morse
We were all one beautiful blend / of mama’s love. My brother, / the color of ecru, the other one / sepia, and me, ebony.
Dear Madeleine

Dear Madeleine

by Stephanie Vanderslice
I can tell you this now. Both times I was pregnant, I worried. I doubted my ability to raise a girl.
The Company of Shallow Holes

The Company of Shallow Holes

by Dino Parenti
One unremarkable March day, a man began puncturing random holes in his withered pasture with a post-hole digger.
Love For Sale

Love For Sale

by Benjamin Aleshire
I travel around the world and strangers pay me to write poems for them on a typewriter in the street—that’s how I’ve made my living for the last eight years.
There, I Said It

There, I Said It

by Tori Malcangio
In the dark, from my twin bed, I listen to Romy and her latest visitor in the sheets.
Crashing

Crashing

by Alle C. Hall
She was eight and at the beach and she felt like a movie star.
Elegy for a Living Mother

Elegy for a Living Mother

by Renee Agatep
When she finally dies / she’ll meekly ask God why was it all / clattering highchairs, whiskers on stained sinks
Jenner Stones

Jenner Stones

by David Watts
At Jenner-by-the-Sea we scurry / over boulders to the place / where the breakers bear down

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The Lascaux Prize Volume Six