Stories
Fiction
The damn dog has been brainwashed. He doesn’t know
us anymore.
us anymore.
Poem of the Week
You ask, Could we have coffee? No, my truth, I’m still on this side.
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“Fuck you,” I said, but it was hard to say it with any meaning.
Fiction
Not the Olympics, the guard said. Just chuck yourself down the tube.
Fiction
There were classes where you became a family. It was a kind of love affair.
Story of the Week
They had been good girls. They stood by him when he killed a man.
Fiction
We began to obsess over water, where it came from, where it was going.
Poem of the Week
Sweet breath hard breath. Every breath a stone-cold bird in thaw.
Fiction
Her cheek was like a plum about to burst and you had to close your eyes.
Poetry
As a child I wanted to behold the elusive squid, the patience of eels.
Fiction
I’ve got my hands around the man’s legs when I notice the blood.
Story of the Week
You slouched on the couch, naked, in front of the air conditioner.
Story of the Week
She was painting a bedroom, trying to be a good mother, wife, Catholic.
Poetry
give me a fish and I will make a necklace of its sharpest bones
Story of the Week
“O youth! The strength of it, the faith of it, the imagination of it!”
Six-Word Stories
The joy and anguish of youth, captured in two six-word stories.
Poetry
I froze because, the absurdity. also, the urn had a loose-looking latch.
Story of the Week
It was the way of the world: everybody wanted someone else.
Story of the Week
Dr. Zee knows his son is struggling up out of some chemical fog.
iPoems
I read an article and learn that the gloomy octopus has three hearts.
Poem of the Week
and still it is summer and each day the sun arouses the kudzu
