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The Mother of Pentacles by Sarah Malley
The day we found out, we spent the morning at Molly’s house. It was the middle of August, nearing the end of summer between my freshman and sophomore years of college, and a small group of my friends...
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Airplanes and Heartbreak by Julie Wiencek
I. All the Can’ts I can’t do this for much longer, and by this, I mean you. The radiant silences and the incisive looks, avoiding your eyes, darting mine. Put it on my tab; no, I’ll get this round....
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Eye Contact by James Knisely
You see these people everywhere, anywhere you may have to stop or slow down: the freeway entrance, the freeway exit, the on-ramp here, the off-ramp there. Everywhere. They’re homeless, I suppose....
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Little Bitch Rising by Charlotte Gullick
Most Memorable: September 2015 It’d been almost two years since I’d moved to Colorado, two years since my father had laid eyes on me. And he’d come all the way from California, but I didn’t know how to...
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Tiny Baby’s Great Escape by Eric Day
When I was thirteen I wanted to be Steve McQueen in The Great Escape, acting alone and vexing the authorities, German or otherwise. I also wanted what he had—a motorcycle and the swagger to prove it. I...
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A Temporary Shelf-Life by Sean Gill
Developers had constructed a new shopping center in Queens called Prometheus Park Mall, and when it required a chain bookstore, Brimmer’s Books & Music boldly stepped forward to claim the mantle....
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Until Gwen by Tina Mortimer
The display flashed “Great workout!” and a sense of dread dug its claws deep in my belly. I stepped off the treadmill feeling like I was still moving, my heart doing that flutter thing again. I waited...
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Too Long Tea by Richard LeBlond
There is a chocolate shop in the town of Joseph, at the foot of the Wallowa Mountains in northeastern Oregon. I visited the candy maker after discovering it is also a coffeehouse. Tea and a laptop...
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Words with the Hospital Chaplain by Asha Dore
I keep thinking about this word: bifurcates. It means to split, like the heart splits into different valves or the bronchi split into separate lungs. Does that remind you of trees? There was this...
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A Geography of Grief by Sarah Kilch Gaffney
On July 21, 1923, my maternal grandfather was born in a small fishing village in the Bay of Fundy. White Head, so named because of the array of white quartz at the head of the island, is a diminutive,...
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