39.1 Essy Stone
Norris Lake Metal signage. Where we can only eat three catches per year. Mercury sneaks in through the soil. Dig a hole & another hole &...
39.1 Justin Jannise
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...
39.1 Carolyn Orosz
Eclogue with Grappling Hook I can feel myself slipping again, as always when I’m given too much room for thinking. Better to be...
39.1 Kristine Jepsen
✧ Finalist for the 2020 Ned Stuckey-French Nonfiction Contest ✧ Selected by Gilbert King Hallowed “Well, this is the shittiest outcome I...
39.1 Ae Hee Lee
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...
39.1 Denise Duhamel
I Am Not an Astronaut even though I ate Space Food Sticks, a butterscotch snack popular in the 1970s wrapped in silver foil and...
39.1 Lauren Green
✧ Winner of the 2020 World's Best Short-Short Story Contest ✧ Selected by Robert Olen Butler Instructions for Lovers Eve lay beneath the...
39.1 Arman Avasia
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...
39.1 Victoria Chang
News of the Assassin The reporters are busy interviewing bees, filming footage of their team meetings to survive. Things are killed each...
39.1 Taylor Byas
Your Husband Says Let's Try Something New —after The Lovers by Rene Magritte (1928) after your anniversary dinner, a bit of Bordeaux...
