Norris Lake Metal signage. Where we can only eat three catches per year. Mercury sneaks in through the soil. Dig a hole & another hole &...

Mercury in Retrograde And there was that time I came home to find him washing the sheets, and there was that night he went to his buddy’s...

Eclogue with Grappling Hook I can feel myself slipping again, as always when I’m given too much room for thinking. Better to be...

✧ Finalist for the 2020 Ned Stuckey-French Nonfiction Contest ✧ Selected by Gilbert King Hallowed “Well, this is the shittiest outcome I...

Hyu :: In-Between At all sides, the trains slip away from us. My sister and I play red light, green light but with eyes closed and...

I Am Not an Astronaut even though I ate Space Food Sticks, a butterscotch snack popular in the 1970s wrapped in silver foil and...

✧ Winner of the 2020 World's Best Short-Short Story Contest ✧ Selected by Robert Olen Butler Instructions for Lovers Eve lay beneath the...

The Only Safe Way to Hold a Blade Is to Point It at Someone Else I still remember my first jashan: the priests, shrouding half the floor...

News of the Assassin The reporters are busy interviewing bees, filming footage of their team meetings to survive. Things are killed each...

Your Husband Says Let's Try Something New —after The Lovers by Rene Magritte (1928) after your anniversary dinner, a bit of Bordeaux...

When the Blood Came some days, rain. some days, rain, but harder. a river of pink mimosa frenzying, loosing blooms like feathered...

Making the Bed He takes the sheets to his nose. They are fresh out the dryer, more ashen than any overcast in this city. When he brings...

Flush “Here’s a ghost story,” I say when it’s my turn. “A true one.” This happened not far from here, on a cliffside road pinned by...

Conversion with Petrichor and This Clitoris Somewhere west of Maroon Bells and the hardest part of my body I pull over and put the...

Endings This morning I have fog for breakfast. A whole bank of it. Before sunrise. Plucked from the corners of a mountain. & already I’m...

i sit with miss jean to learn witchcraft at a catholic nursing home a golden shovel from “my dreams, my works, must wait till after hell”...

Min Liu Read an interview with Min Liu here. Leg Monster, 2016 digital gif 1, 2015 digital gif 2, 2015 digital gif 3, 2015 digital gif 4,...

Litany to Protect Against Possession after Kaveh Akbar Lord, that I might not have knees to bend for You at all. Where might I be now if...

Otto The art show in the café above the bookstore needed a curator. There was not a lot of money, and the job was more an internship than...

✧ Winner of the 2020 Ned Stuckey-French Nonfiction Contest ✧ Selected by Gilbert King Junior Village The concussion of distant thunder...