The Noon Executions

by Susan M. Gelles
They heard the shots, and the cheers, and every Saturday night they drank to celebrate the everlasting strength of the regime.

Silent Night

by Mary Liza Hartong
Winter was still holding onto spring like a child who refuses to leave her blanket at home.

Crystal Pigs

by Allison Brice
I took my breakup quietly, like a pitiful February rain with no lightning.

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.

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

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

Remains

by Maureen Simons
They came back every year to lay flowers at the spot. Two little girls, hand in hand, walked soundlessly up Nora’s driveway.

Candy: A Teenage Gospel

by Tommy Dean
I promised I wouldn’t follow, that I’d have to stay alive, because the people would demand a witness.

Joshua

by Jordana Jacobs
Inside the ovaries of my husband’s grandmother, Sylvie, resided an egg the size of a grain of sand that would have been Hannah, my brilliant and accomplished mother-in-law.

Zilla, 2015

by Jeff Somers
When she signed the lease and moved her stuff into the place, she knew she was leaning into a decline she’d begun some time before.