Flash Frog
Small. Brightly colored. Deadly to the touch.
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And Nothing Else To Do by Melissa Llanes Brownlee
“You like go cruise?” our boyfriends ask us on a Friday night, their heavy voices, weighing down the cordless phone in our hands. “We can meet everyone in the Sack ‘n Save parking lot bumbai, drink some steinies. I even get some wine coolers… Continue Reading “And Nothing Else To Do by Melissa Llanes Brownlee”
Set in Stone by Pete Prokesch
Let me tell you about my dad. He’s a concrete worker. Seventy-three years old and moves like he’s twenty. Old Man Gorski, they call him on the job-site. Gorski and Son Concrete. I’m the son. He announces his arrival every morning at dawn with… Continue Reading “Set in Stone by Pete Prokesch”
Animals in Winter by Darci Schummer
Upstairs, the daughter listens to the intermittent hymn of cars speeding down the two-lane highway. Paging through a clothing catalog, she runs her fingers over dresses she isn’t allowed to wear, totals the sums of imaginary purchases. When she reaches the end of the… Continue Reading “Animals in Winter by Darci Schummer”
After the Storm by Amy Olassa
In the vegetable patch, a fallen tree branch. Underneath it, crushed parsley, green onion sprigs, snow peas. I work without gloves and the soil, moist and dark, clumps in my fingernails. After the storm, assorted weeds and clusters of clover sprout through the gravel.… Continue Reading “After the Storm by Amy Olassa”
Did I Mention the Fires? by Teddy Engs
When the protests erupted grandma started calling. She’d ask why on earth I lived in Portland, where all she ever saw were videos of shrieking people and things on fire. “It’s all contained on this one block,” I told her, which was partially true.… Continue Reading “Did I Mention the Fires? by Teddy Engs”
The Undertaker’s Daughter by Ryan Griffith
We’re just guts and knuckles, father says, ice and dust. We die like abandoned diamond mines. I roll my eyes. I don’t buy that bluster. He’s trying to believe they don’t matter. All these bodies in the refrigerated night, the haunted songs of loss.… Continue Reading “The Undertaker’s Daughter by Ryan Griffith”
In case you missed it the first time, she confesses again by Salena Casha
Six years ago, she confessed to three things in the following order: Very few people saw the confession—ten bloggers total—and, to make matters worse or, maybe, better, no one who had seen it asked her about it. So, ten years later, she tried again.… Continue Reading “In case you missed it the first time, she confesses again by Salena Casha”
Dog People by Abbie Barker
The evening the neighborhood dogs rebelled, gnawing through fences and tethers, we deserted our wine glasses on back patios and bolted inside. We left rakes, lawnmowers, idle in the grass. We grabbed blunt objects and shivered near windows. We were dog people, all of… Continue Reading “Dog People by Abbie Barker”
Honeybud by Melissa Ragsly
Sandy walks down the curved stairs that Luther designed to mimic the shape of a woman’s hip, while I pad around the landing to find a good perch. I try to stay silent, but I can’t stop humming the music coming from the surround… Continue Reading “Honeybud by Melissa Ragsly”
Our Nudist Neighbors are Fighting by Joshua Jones Lofflin
The Marions are at it in their front yard again. This is normal. Except usually it’s warmer, like in the springtime after they’ve spent all day planting annuals—splashes of impatiens and pansies—and Mr. Marion’s award-winning tomatoes. A day of bending and swaying flesh. My… Continue Reading “Our Nudist Neighbors are Fighting by Joshua Jones Lofflin”