Uncle Sardine
July 18, 2024
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by Robert Scotellaro My uncle Joe spent time in a submarine under the polar icecaps, knew the value of vistas. Would, in the middle of a conversation sometimes get up and
Microfiction
Worship
July 18, 2024
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Photo by MART PRODUCTION by Gary Fincke After the teacher’s writing student’s accidental death, he copies her poem about the possibilities of love, reforming the imagery for desire with intricate
Candle Hat
July 18, 2024
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by Robert Scotellaro She told me, she wondered if roses smelled like old gym socks to gardenias, once. And that relativity was a flexible concept after all and dependent on who was perceiving what. She
The Life Span Of Honey
July 18, 2024
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by Gary Fincke On the bottom shelf for things seldom touched, the honey has sat half eaten for six years, suspicious by now in the darkness formed by the contested
Ghost Horse
July 3, 2024
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by Lorette C. Luzajic The pale mare, rising out of the deep. Black bayou, floating past midnight, flickering over the horizon. I know nothing of horses, of canter and amble, of
After Our Fourth Time Watching Dirty Dancing
July 3, 2024
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Photo by Philip Arambula on Unsplash by Lisa Alletson We mambo home, swishing and flicking our hips and wrists, sharing a pink cigarette, Daisy smelling of apple shampoo and the Bailey’s we snuck