Cindy Savett: Three Haunted Passages Poems

Rachel and Mother Speak Their Lines Clay Mother, drop down through me darkly, lash my winds to your breast, … More

Haunted Passages: “Booger Hill,” a short story by Christy Crutchfield

TESS IS EVE UNDER HER her coat. She made the costume last year, three felt leaves sewn strategically onto … More

YOU COULD GET TO IT by a shortcut through the swamp. Or you could take the bridge near the … More

Wednesday Work Day is a series started by editor Hillary Leftwich to showcase and support creatives who offer services, both … More

White Civilization In the wild, mothers eat their young. Wolves maul those who disagree. Why do we believe ourselves to … More

I AM 612 FEET BELOW the surface, and I am furious. Eric is connected to my dive belt by … More

I’M A DEAD FROG AND I don’t say this with any pity or understanding or shame, it’s just an observation … More

MY FRIEND AND I WERE skipping stones near the bodies that floated on the surface. We imagined that if … More

Father Nescio and the God Pill —after Carl Sagan When the machines grew all our food and drink, there … More

…It was twenty-years ago today (as someone – I can’t think who – was known to say) at the ripe … More

Resurrection for Jericho Death always wins. Despite sunset and a blood moon calling for magic, there’s a small body left … More

We editors love reading at HFR—and talking books, writing, and publishing around the clock—so we decided to catalog our selections every … More