by Christopher Russell “I remembered her words from months ago. The same words every other doctor said. “There’s nothing we can do.”

by Stephen Dean Ingram “…he shudders again, but this time not from the air conditioning. Something wells up inside of him and he chokes it back, gulping, and hugs himself. He looks up to see if anyo...

by Craig Cotter “[I spun] vinyl 45s, / blue / plastic / Sears stereo…”

Poetry by Justin Karcher “So I sing of her the way / any Rust Belt boy should: full of regret / and sweating through another century.”

by Madeleine Foster “ I’ll miss you, she scribbled, glancing at his broad, angular frame, the way his legs rested beneath the table, inches from hers. Miss your voice, miss your laughter.”

by Britni Newton “What is desire? A wine bottle without a migraine. / What is desire? A warm meal cooked together. / What is desire? The complete stranger who stays.”

Creative Nonfiction by Tom Wade “As we drove into a hayfield, I surrendered to the imminent undertaking. I climbed onto the truck bed, aware that the dirt and heat would soon enshroud me.”

by Pawel Markiewicz “The spiderweb adorned dainty tavern. / The spider slept immensely, such eagle owl. / The parrot longed for a native distance. / In its eyes a dreamery of moon and cage.”

by John RC Potter “Since I was a young adult, I have travelled whenever possible. However, what became abundantly clear to me after I moved overseas is that travelling to a country as a tourist is f...

by Renee LoBue “Inside, she saw a tangle of lines — ropy, cable-like bundled cords of some unseen engine, dense and coiled, alive with potential. For an instant, their mind looked like an archive fl...

by Yucheng Tao “In this cruel winter, / only Shiva — the puppeteer of death / remains expressionless.”

Poetry by Andrew Careaga “If God had put the Garden of Eden / in the Missouri Ozarks, would the serpent / have been a copperhead? A water moccasin? / Would a pawpaw have been the forbidden fruit?”

by Molly Higgins ‘When you are young, you see women, beautiful women, all over the pages of magazines, on the television, illustrated in your favorite cartoons…With your small, gnarled hand and stum...

by Scott Larimore “My family and I were debating what my dad would do for his mid-life crisis. It had been coming on for a while now.”

by Patrick Trombly “When the rain comes, / they stay perched / and wait out the tempest.”

by John RC Potter “Grandma had a green thumb and lovingly tended to her plants and flowers in the house…Grandma no doubt gave the same kind of devoted attention to all her greenery (both in the hous...

Digital Art by Federico Federici

by Shannon McNicholas “…after spending summer in the Sierra Nevadas as a camp counselor, I had been experiencing recurring dreams of blood dripping down my wrists and my body slowly becoming light, ...

by Nanami Fetter “The reason I’m alive is because of release dates. Album release dates, book release dates, and movie release dates. There are so many good pieces of art to look forward to, and so ...

by Susan Demarest “ T hen Ugolino, who was gnawing the back / of the Archbishop’s head, confessed he’d eaten / his children after the Archbishop had starved them to death, / and I thought God, it...

by Seth Frame “Along the fence were rows of wild black-caps, their fruits falling away at a touch. They are tart and their seeds crunch between my teeth.”

by Jacek Blaszkiewicz “The palm trees flash red and blue. Like the intoxicated driver negotiating with the police, they sway, feigning stability against the night breeze.”

by Jim Murdoch “I really don’t think / cats know / how dreams / are supposed to work / but more fool dream me / for expecting more.”

Creative Nonfiction by Hazel McCorriston “The air is crisp wet on my hair. My little dog zig zags beneath the trees, and I like to think he leaves a trail behind him as he forages across the world s...

by G.L. Bacchetta “Miniature skeletons sprawl across our kitchen table: an Italian Caproni, a Flying Tiger, a Wright Flyer, a Short Sunderland. Sinewy, steely little planes, they take surgical finge...

by Mykki Rios “cake darkened with cocoa / to resemble the woods around the babes / who wander from the narrow path / with red hoods and breadcrumb trails / in the dark…”

by Elizabeth Murphy “And along the way, she can appreciate what a torture the drive is, especially when it looks and stinks like a flock of laxative-loving seagulls dumped on the car floor, whereas,...

Poetry by Bob McAfee “Vines cover my body / over and under. / We are one and the same / as we inch along branches, / bear my weight upward / seeking the sunlight, / sinuous, sensuous.”

by Eric Roller “It’s a Thursday evening. I am a stranger standing beside a hospital bed, watching a friend’s father suffocate from late-stage lung cancer…He begs the nurse not to honor his Do Not Re...

by Kelly Murashige “By the time I arrive at the scene of the crime, all of the Cheetos have already been cleaned up. Either that, or there were never any Cheetos in the first place, and the inside o...

by Mike Wilson “He gathers red feathers of rage for flight / and launches on wings of hate in a hologram / soaring above the Capital, beyond the reach / of the Constitution, a scarlet vulture singin...

CNF by Thomas Belton “The lobsterman, like his prey, is no less changeable and predatory in his behavior.”

by Marc Frazier “Transplants from a less open region, my ancestors could not fathom such endlessness…I’ve known a land of corn and soybeans stretching up mile after mile, a land of horizon where som...

by Antonio Sodré “…every full moon, she came to play. Alerted by scouts, the chief watched her fingers coax melodies from the piano. He was spellbound. Horrified by his own enchantment, he ordered t...

by Robert L. Singer “I took a survey of the ghosts / Who undermine long rooms at night / A sighting of simply scarce / Bastards floating freely as you think / Yes, you’re the late one so / Enter the...

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Micro-Fiction by Mikki Aronoff “The man with no eyes and ears who tunes pianos tap-tap-taps at our door at the creaky-crack of dawn and plunks his satchel of tools down next to the spinet.”

by Erica Anderson “Middle school boys are gross. Rule number one: keep your hands to yourself.”

by John Power “Her bright blue eyes matched her bright blue dress and gave her the look of the universal grandmother that Julie never had.”

by Nicholas Schmidt “So much flailing at the abyss. So much strife. Replaying the incident, I see the wounds: What fire rages in his head. That hate in his spit.”

Flash Fiction by Penny Nolte “Over the door was one of Grandpa’s horseshoes. Still holding the luck in.”

by Marcus Silcock “Every morning, Mags sat naked on the beach, counting her breaths, awaiting nothing, purely centred, while the tourists flocked the promenade, purchasing one thing after another, a...