Victoria Bosch Murray This really happened. Shakespeare married Anne Hathaway when she was three months pregnant, six years his senior. My sister loved quartz when she was still...
Laura Buccieri eats ice cream in the snow in february in new york because they’re on vacation and nothing else matters except that they are not where they normally are something else is...
Belle Boggs My mother had marked the offending date on the calendar with a dark cloud and two jagged bolts of lightning. Raindrops fell from the eighth to the other days of the month—the...
Mandy Clark A boy named Todd is taking a shortcut through his grandmother’s yard one day in 1981. He is twelve years old, and he lives twelve miles down Pennsylvania’s Route 61 from where...
Caroline Chavatel Around the corner, a photograph of a painting of a meteorite and behind it, a childhood swirled into color. The debris is the art, surviving impact. Outside is a security...
Jessica Lee As a child, I called all beautiful creatures she: mallard ducks with emerald heads, male peacocks with their royal trains. All caterpillars, likewise, were women,...
Rion Amilcar Scott Dearest Slumlord, I watched a most disturbing video the other day. It was a rare moment when the internet worked (yes, I know, not your fault unlike our water which is here...
Megan Cummins He sits down next to me at the bar of the sushi restaurant where I’m waiting for my take-out. With a sideways glance I realize he’s old enough to drink but just barely. So...
2017 Fiction Award Winner, Chosen by Patricia Park Ashley Morrow Hermsmeier Greer pulled a strip of rubbery, partially chewed chicken from her mouth and tossed it onto the saggy porch. “I...
Kat McDonald Photography and photoshop. Kat McDonald is a Junior Communications Design Major at Pratt Institute and has an interest in mixing medias and creating new systems of art. Contact the...