It’s because he has a train to catch that Rodney leaves his room after suppertime. He puts on dress shoes … More
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Three Poems by Jeremy Behreandt
A Third Place The bell tower prescribed an auditory space that corresponded to a particular notion of territoriality, one obsessed … More
Two Erasures from AS WE KNOW by Amaranth Borsuk & Andy Fitch
Amaranth Borsuk’s most recent book is Pomegranate Eater (Kore Press, 2016), a collection of poems. Previous books include Handiwork … More
Three Poems by Christopher Kennedy
I Have Approximated Lightning There is the ghost and then the ghost’s shadow. By ghost, I mean memory. By shadow, … More
Three Poems by Christina Olson
Citing Budgetary Concerns, the Hurricane Name Retirement Center Closes Its Doors Listen: they’ve closed the hurricane name retirement center. They … More
Fiction: “Driving Range” by John Scaggs
Like most of the men in the Wetherall family, Virgil had lost a finger or three over the years. The … More
Two Poems by Conor Bracken
Running After Years My gait’s a mistake my feet keep making.Allow me to introduce myself: an unbridled trot.A hotel quietly … More
“Both the Substance and the Evidence,” a short story by Elise Burke
On the Sundays Harlow convinced me go to church, I never really listened to the sermon. But certain phrases stuck … More
“Terms of Non-Communication,” a ficton story by Ani Katz
I. Terms of Non-Communication 1. The parties agree not to attempt communication until the agreed-upon date. 2. In the … More
Three Poems by M. Ann Hull
This Isn’t An Era for Adoring the unborn fingers of a tea cupgripping to its chipped brimbrittle stembones shedding petalslike … More
Three Poems by Kathleen Jones
The Appropriate Cold—for Amy Your death fell with a thud that bruised the rest of us.Now I’m homesick for a … More
“Marvel,” a lyric essay by Jennifer H. Fortin
Why does it bother me when others marvel at what I don’t find wondrous? It has to do with naiveté, … More
“An Important Message from a Mysterious Place,” poetry by Meredith Blankinship
If the haunting was a haunting you deservedhow do you expect to live withoutthe quietude of my displeasure? The facesthat … More
“Notes from Toledo,” a micro-essay by Megan Martin
We got in a car and drove to Toledo. Toledo felt like bad news. I thought it was just your … More
Two Poems by Jim Whiteside
The Waters There is a flood in my mother’s hometownthat will wash away more than gravel roads,leave behind so much … More
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