Non-Contest Submissions: “Desire” (Issue 75) UPDATE: We have re-opened non-contest submissions for fiction, nonfiction and poetry for the next two weeks, until Saturday, November 10th, 2018. Submit! Contest Submissions: “Desire” (Issue 75) Submission Period: September 24th – November 5th Finalist Judges: Jo Ann Beard – Nonfiction Contest Nicole Walker – Flash Prose
Read MoreLoosen Cogs Gardens Gravel & Glass I envision layers of affronts & exaggerations— working like mirrors— watching disaffection creep in w/ sleepwalking debs & beaus we’re way past unstable
“—get on all fours and let me open the floor of you. Let me break your case and tie you to the sky from behind, stretched hide in a circle. Let
Martha McCollough’s new book, Trash Witch, is forthcoming from Lily Poetry Review Books in February 2025. She is the author of Wolf Hat Iron Shoes (Lily Poetry Review Books 2022) and the chapbook Grandmother Mountain (Blue Lyra 2019). Her
Though it should mean without bears,bearless means barren. The opposites of word, according to thesaurus.com,question, silence, breach, break, quiet. Quixotic comes from Don Quixote,a book I have not read. First known concordance
Gemma gets what she wants. All of the girls learn this, one way or another. When Violet has the nerve to take the last sparkling water, Gemma empties five cans of Diet
as a man gathering flowersbeside the road, his totaledcar smoking in a ditch. dear lord, you can yank my chain as hard as you want,even if it hurts, as long as it
After “Good Bones” by Maggie Smith Life is short, and I cannot keep thisfrom my children. Life ends with one breath,and my children, though young, know too muchof endings. I have no
You never realize how little you know about death until someone dies and you’re left picking up the ashes. I mean that literally, even though it sounds like a great metaphor. It’s
today i look the half-pigin its eyes enteringthe cooler it stares from the icy lower shelf& asks what i am grateful for fragile things end up in pieces back here& pieces
The other day, I read an article that reminded me of what happened with David. I was on the bus, skimming my news app, and then I realised how similar the story