Maternity Leave

May 10, 2015

by Lauren Yates
There is something about traveling home that stops the blood. / My womb becomes a howling dog warning me of danger.

A Quintuple

Apr 13, 2015

by Simon Perchik
Here, there, the way silence / tows you below the waterline / and though you are alone / you’re not sure where her name / is floating on the surface / or what’s left

My Own Struggle, Or An Exercise in Autofiction

Mar 17, 2015

by Isabella David McCaffrey
Autofiction is technically new, but now it’s been identified as a trend—like cat eyeliner then or wearing winter white. When the masses catch on, is it no longer cool?

River Mouth

Mar 10, 2015

by Heather Dobbins
She hasn’t taken off her swimsuit all summer. She is two hands / across her middle. I know that from throwing her: one foot / on my thigh, the other in my palm. Up, over, splash.

Proctoring

Feb 12, 2015

by Michael Lauchlan
Among students, I drink the same / coffee I drank at home an hour / ago—which is not some philosophical metaphor.