Fiction

Deirdre Coyle -

Another cockroach crawls through my hair. I lift its body, watch its legs wiggle. I hate to kill anything, so I flick him into a...

Allison Kade -

A flower crown wasn’t the solution. But my younger sister Rachel kept trying to get my older sister Sarah to weave her camellia into a...

J.A. Pak -

Forward Ladies, do not go out with a journalist. And if you do and that journalist gets hired to head the Outer Hebrides bureau and he...

Emory Harkins -

We watch men in sweaters shoot guns. They’re in their sixties, lined up hip to hip, crotches of pleated slacks pressed firm to the firing...

Tim Raymond -

Mom told me before she died to go to Jake’s house if I ever got into trouble. So, that’s where I’m going. I’m not...

Delynn S. Willis -

On her and her sister’s thirteenth birthday, Alison locked herself in the bathroom and gave herself bangs. An hour later, her twin, Amber, sat...

Nicole Haroutunian -

We went to a desert town once. Stepping out of the car, though, I felt underwater—breathless and panicked. I hadn’t known a place...

Elizabeth Ellen -

Two days earlier I’d texted Saul about his birthday. It was the end of November. He was turning eighteen. “aww, u remembered,” he said. I didn’t...

Kristen Falso-Capaldi -

“I want to leave you,” I say against the grinding of machinery and whoosh of air that accompanies the passing subway train. He doesn’t...

Wendy C. Ortiz -

The small round kitchen table was the desert and their hands were still upon it. Marge looked at her daughter’s eyes, the blue eyes she’d...