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The Cuckoo Is a Pretty Bird

David Laskowski -

The Cuckoo Is a Pretty Bird When asked by the Committee on Acknowledgment for A Purpose to Be Named Later to choose a...

Thirty-Seven Women

Carolyn Black -

We were a community of thirty-seven women. Each woman lived alone in one of thirty-seven apartments in our six-storey building. The tall caretaker with fine...

Crossing the Rubicon

Holly Flauto Salmon -

I watched the road, the lines, the median, and the trees. I drove beside a bicyclist, and I could feel the steering wheel wanting...

Coyotes

David Ross -

The reason I ended up alone in Marta’s closet was that being caught by her parents would have changed everything, and in those days...

After We Had Been Married for Seven Years

Elisabeth Harvor -

After we had been married for seven years we fell in love. Although not with each other. And not even with others. We fell...

The Cat Sitter

Olena Jennings -

Claire’s hair made her sad. It fell out in black clumps every morning. After a series of blood tests, she was found to be...

Our Assassin

Alex Coates -

Dear Mom, It’s been a while since I wrote, I know, but there hasn’t been much to tell. We had a late bit of...

Swimmers

Alex Leslie -

He falls asleep on a beach in the city’s elbow and night blows newspapers over him. In...

Park Rats

Lisa Locascio Nighthawk -

On 420 a guy in a pink bathrobe and magenta boxers runs up and down the bleachers at Ridgeland holding a baseball bat over...

Beautiful Morning

Lee Kvern -

Atticus’ future girl was the one in the white sailor hat, the tight, dark clothing, melancholy look about her tenuous jaw, the fragile pink...