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We can name a day, even a holiday, but can’t know what it holds for those other than ourselves. In “Christmas” by Betty Stanton, “the calendar doesn’t mean much anymore,” but a new name, “something…

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Cassandra, in the Bruise of Light by Betty Stanton

We built our temples out of what was left of the body. Skin turned to plaster, ribs into arches, the hollow of the mouth a place to echo prayer. Blood dries faster when it believes in something and...

The Inflectionist Review is a small press publishing stark and distinctive contemporary poetry that fosters dialog between the reader and writer, between words and their meanings, between ambiguity an...

I'm sorry, he says. Sits beside me in the waiting room. A friend of my fiancée, in our wedding, and I have never met him before today except once at a party where

The curb remembers. Smoke curls upward like sound spilling from the mouth of someone who once resembled a boy sharpened by rage. He offers a cigarette, his fingers burned black, his teeth clenched as ...

"Apostrophe" is a short story by Betty Stanton in “Capture This - A Slice-of-Life Anthology." In this interview, we learn more about that piece and Stanton's reading and writing life.

BETTY STANTON

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Spanish Pearl Seventeen, this morning I am walking as rain spatters the spine of Les Rambles; mouth open, no name yet, I am made of air. A bus sings past…