It’s finally here – our 2023 Spring Contest issue! Thanks to our readers from George Mason University’s MFA and BFA programs in Creative Writing, our intrepid genre editors,...
Bellee Jones-Pierce When your ex-fiancé calls you should be busy. Let him feel the lush delight of interrupting something. Have soapy hands, something risky and pungent...
Stacey Balkun even after the sun lifts & does its best to burn off the fog risen around our clearing it clings to the banks bruised by your hipbones by the hard ground still...
Elizabeth J. Wenger when i think of quentin tarantino i think of revenge dressed in tight yellow leather carving a katana through the script. blood squirts like hershey’s syrup from the screen //...
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....
Rachel RothenbergWinner of the 2023 Greg Grummer Poetry Prize Somerset County, Pennsylvania Half a cow is disappeared from the farm in Berlin, a two-ton Holstein, it makes the paper. Gone the...
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,...
