p. hodges adams2023 Greg Gummer Prize Runner-Up come hear me, in my twenty-fifth yeari stopped having sex with gender i meanmy lovers all favored the vestibule of language outside the party i mean i...
“43” “101” M P Pratheesh M P PRATHEESH is a poet and artist from Kerala, India. He has published several collections of poetry in Malayalam language. His texts and images were part of “let...
“Biltmore Ballgown Triple 10” “Coral Reef Crysanthemum 2” Jim Ross JIM ROSS jumped into creative pursuits in 2015 after a rewarding career in public health research. With a graduate...
Jeremy Griffin Runner-Up 2023 Spring Fiction Contest Rick is traveling east on his motorcycle at 45 miles per hour. Wind speed is 6 miles per hour. He left Sierra’s five minutes ago at 3:05 PM....
Leslie Doyle My youngest brother, Jim, is looking really weird up there at the altar right now. Rocking on his heels nervously but also yawning like he’s about to fall asleep. As if he’d just...
Leigh Claire Schmidli It’s not often the case, but we’re all hungry for dinner about the same time that night. Me and Anka, my landlady. Her fat-cat Bazo. We collide in the tiny kitchen, circling...
Rebecca Faulkner I am trying to remember — corners of your newspaper curled in a November breeze, mothballs in your herringbone tweed. Stubborn grief, my coat pulled tight....
Jared Povanda When your sister married Charlie, you wanted to punch him. Do you remember the weight of my arms around your middle? That ficus in the huge terracotta pot scratching our faces? The hall...
Mohamed Morshed Mustafa emerged from the tunnel that led him out of the airplane and stepped into the airport. There were numerous lines of people facing glass booths; he joined the shortest line,...
