Nov 21, 2022
by Anna Mantzaris
I started small. Bite-size cookies, mini brownies, tiny tarts and hand pies a 4-year old could cup like a fragile butterfly.
Nov 18, 2022
by Sean Gill
The boy begins by saying he has killed a spider, a Goliath among spiders, a monster dangling from the ceiling on a strand of gleaming silk, the grossest thing he has ever seen.
Nov 14, 2022
by Abbie Barker
Sometime before dawn, my son climbs into my bed. “The bat woke me,” he says.
Jul 1, 2022
by Jim Gish
We did not have to turn off the radio. My father told the mechanics, Ron and Pete, that it had a burned out tube. They just nodded. They knew better.
Jun 20, 2022
by Matthew Farrell
My sister is dating a man I can’t stand. They’ve been together for eleven months. I keep a handwritten list of his faults that is ever expanding.
Jun 1, 2022
by Paul Byall
Early was there to fix a well. He didn’t know much about the universe or the planets, but he knew about all there was to know about machinery.
Jan 7, 2022
by Laurel Miram
Pale yellow pads are best. They contrast well with black Sharpies. No one can miss a bumblebee.
Dec 23, 2021
by Christina Litchfield
We meet on a Monday. You hate Mondays because the weekend means car accidents and those are often tricky and unpleasant.
Dec 14, 2021
by Mark Schimmoeller
The wild plums are blooming. They have bloomed every April since the man moved into the woods.
Dec 13, 2021
by Tommy Dean
I might as well admit that I’m sinking. You know the joke about lifeguards drowning? Rip currents don’t care who they plunge to the bottom.