Fiction

Harold

Michael Melgaard -

Harold bounced his van up onto the curb and tapped the horn twice. Maggie, across the street at the bus stop, shook her head....

Ghamlet

Evgeniya Dame -

The reflecting pool trapped, in order of distance, apple trees, a single silvery-blue spruce, three spikes of the obelisk commemorating students and faculty fallen in the...

Last to Know

Kristen Millares Young -

I You were never the only one. The way I figured, the others were too young to count. You...

Of Rats and Men

Rachel Rose -

“Cigarette?” demanded the punk, getting right in my face as I walked past him with my mango smoothie. He was an angry white man...

The Only One Who Could Ever Teach Me

Jason Villemez -

Jonah met Frank at the only restaurant in town, a family diner that served four-egg omelets and almost all parts of the cow. Eyes,...

Fixtures

Sam Downs -

Clyde Beverly, Minnesota Lighting’s Manager of Human Resources, keeps a pair of panties in his desk. He...

The Origin of the Lullaby

Canisia Lubrin -

we were troubled some of us, before you read this, will be missing in the old ways and in some ways new we bring news of...

Knife Skills for Comfort Food

Kristen M. Ploetz -

Brunoise she lines up the short carrot sticks guillotines the roots to form tiny...

Altitude Sickness

Mina Hamedi -

Sometimes I catch my father leaning against the kitchen counter in a white t-shirt in the middle...

Turkey Knees

Apryl Lee -

Everything was fake, right down to my pantyhose, which weren’t even pantyhose. They were trouser socks and...