Flash Frog
Small. Brightly colored. Deadly to the touch.
For us guests of the first Academy Awards at the Hollywood Roosevelt Hotel by Louise Hurrell
the party’s been going since May 1929; we’ve chugged so much champagne it’s a miracle we’re still on our feet. We’re over a hundred years old, but that doesn’t mean we can’t still jive, our phantom limbs swaying in the air like cigar smoke….
Prom Queen in a Podunk Town by Mina Thorsen
No one was surprised that I won. I was the prettiest girl in our little oil town and my daddy could afford to take me to get my highlights done in the city. I knew the natural order of things. Momma always kept her…
Adultery #3 (fall) by Christopher Locke
A hemorrhage of maple trees blots the horizon. Everywhere, sunlight sweet-talks the edges of things: the purple wheels of aster, a gutted shopping cart. You embrace her in the covered bridge. Underneath, a river charts history sluicing boulder and bank, airless pebbles, a honeyed…
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