Flash Frog
Small. Brightly colored. Deadly to the touch.
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Shadowing the Gravedigger by Gary Fincke
Because the gravedigger agreed when Jack asked to ride with him, Jack is in his truck waiting for a mid-winter funeral to finish. “I keep my distance,” the gravedigger says. He shifts his body to expose more of his window, leans back as if… Continue Reading “Shadowing the Gravedigger by Gary Fincke”
Good Wood by Brett Biebel
Our neighbors got foreclosed, and the bank never came by, and so we watched the house falling down. Weeds growing up. It looked like one of them barns out in the country where it’s all still standing but only just, and you can imagine… Continue Reading “Good Wood by Brett Biebel”
Bleached by Rob Yates
Tide’s out, and the bones of his ancestors are gabbling in the air. He can tell which ones belong to whom – dents in the cranium, density of a femur, thickness of coccyx and clavicle. Granny’s are the flat brown yellow of tar, gloom… Continue Reading “Bleached by Rob Yates”
Banana by Laila Amado
Imagine a backpack, flung off the shoulder of a ten-year-old-boy and kicked under his writing desk, straps slouching onto the carpet stained with sharpie streaks and spilled soda. This is where it will remain, abandoned until the end of the school break. Imagine a… Continue Reading “Banana by Laila Amado”
Amnion by Dawid Mobolaji
It is peak summer on Hydra, and my twin sister says her husband will lend me a pair of his swimming trunks. She didn’t ask him first, nor has he offered, but he doesn’t protest. He just glances at me, sets his book down,… Continue Reading “Amnion by Dawid Mobolaji”
A Man Takes a Fox, a Chicken and a Sack of Grain Across a River in a Small Boat by Jo Withers
Except I am the chicken, my brother is the fox, and the boat is my mother’s funeral car. The sack of grain is my brother’s wife who sits between us, clinging to his arm, dabbing dramatically at her non-existent tears. The fox stares forward,… Continue Reading “A Man Takes a Fox, a Chicken and a Sack of Grain Across a River in a Small Boat by Jo Withers”
They’re So Beautiful When They’re Sleeping by L Mari Harris
She halfheartedly pushes his hand away as his fingers ease under the hem of her shorts. She looks over her shoulder into the backseat. “Concentrate on your driving, mister.” He trails his fingers up and down her leg, sees her stifling a laugh. He… Continue Reading “They’re So Beautiful When They’re Sleeping by L Mari Harris”
American Soil by Andrea Boll
After my boyfriend betrayed me, the only thing that made me feel better was to dig in the dirt, which is how I ended up working for Khalil on an urban farm in the lower 9th ward. On my first day, he explained that… Continue Reading “American Soil by Andrea Boll”
Oona by Eileen Tomarchio
To us, it wasn’t criminal. To us, it was gathering offerings, claiming a rightful abundance after a depleting school day. We plunderers of Rudy’s Card-and-Smoke, raiding the candy stands tiered like amphitheaters, slipping Razzles and Pop Rocks and Lik-M-Aids into our Modern Health textbooks… Continue Reading “Oona by Eileen Tomarchio”
Home by Matt Barrett
Our mother drives us to the home where she was raised. It has fallen, mostly: the roof is torn so its beams are all the vultures see as they glide in figure eights, which my sister says means infinity. The porch sinks into a… Continue Reading “Home by Matt Barrett”