Faith Shearin 2022 Spring Fiction Contest Winner During the months after her husband, Max, died, Jane adhered to a self-imposed schedule. She had gotten this idea from a widow she’d met in her...
Lydia Golitz Second Runner-up in the 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Contest Here is my desperate garden, my lease of sand and gravel. Where Saint Catherine lies with her head off in the yellow...
Lydia Golitz CORREGGIO was born in CORREGGIO and died in CORREGGIO. To his friends, he was known as CORREGGIO. He was a child who played with balls. He was a child who sat at dinner and...
Shay Swindlehurst 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Contest Honorable Mention God had made for Adam a Jungle. The Gardens of Eden rioted, strived against Adam’s toil. Each day he cut the...
Jeff Whitney The name of the bag of sugar I carried around for two weeks in seventh grade because it was my baby. The stampede of cows my brother and I teased to chasing in New Mexico the year...
Corinne Wohlford Mason After the Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon The way a child explains the rules of a thing to me. Handwriting from another century. The smell of eucalyptus. What a...
Carolyn Oliver Sunset casts a madder wash across the last nun in the scriptorium, coats in rose her last psalm, her quill from a river-plucked swan. Near the margin, a gash—...
Katherine Huang Winner of the 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Prize 1. In ancient times the two Moons agreed: one would stay in the sky, while the other would go to live on Earth among mortals. ...