Only Love and Tolerance
By Gail Epps — If only love and tolerance had been stronger over time. Then, like dinosaur flesh, any fear left on these bones would have disappeared
4 days ago
Her Dreams Become Her Truth
By Carissa Kobel — In her dreams, a cradle rocks. Lullabies constantly in her head. She chose to chase a clock. It wasn't important to go to
Feb 12
Time Machines Existed
By Melissa Molina — If only time machines existed so I could go back and speak with my younger self. A lot of sci-fi movies warn of the
Jan 31
“Questions”
By Christina E. Petrides — Did you end up like your dad? Spending evenings staring blankly at a television, nonspeaking at dinner, blending
Jan 11
Microaggressions
By Bruce Morton — It begins with one small rub—nettle, thorn, word. Sensitive, we succumb to slightest of slights heard, conjure defenses
Dec 19, 2024
How They Came
By Thomas Elson — Their first day in group. Most will come bargaining, pleading, “Make me better, but let me keep doing what I’ve been doing
Nov 24, 2024
This night will punish them all
By Vandana Kumar — The music playing in a neighbor's home isn't happy. You wonder what it really is that makes you think it has that weepy
Nov 5, 2024
IF ONLY THERE WERE NO PREDATORS
By John Grey — "That's nature, his father would say, as he put the unfired rifle back in its case. "Fox, coyote, raccoon, they all gotta
Sep 25, 2024
Her Name Was Sarah
By Beth Davies — I tried to write about these events thirty-three years ago, but the words were elusive back then. The hurt too deep, the
Aug 26, 2024
An Embarrassment of Wild Prairie Roses
By Shelly Norris — Gangly, disheveled thickets sprout beneath her east windows, harden and bloom cold springs, thrive arid summers, shed
Jul 15, 2024
Fast walking with a friend through the parking lot of Kfar Nachman Cemetery in Raanana, Israel
By Jennifer Lang — Groves of citrus trees face the already-full-for-an-early-weekday-morning car park. Sorrow has no schedule. Last week,
Apr 25, 2024
A Hoarder’s Cries for Help — in Haiku
By Christopher Lancette — Mountains of junk mail. Free stuff jumps on top the pile. Jail cell walls close in. Metal dumpster clangs.
Mar 17, 2024
When a Bruise Isn’t Just a Bruise
By Ann Kendall — The bruises started when she was three months old — changing her baby feet from sweet, delicious, squishy mounds of pink to
Jan 8, 2024
POISON OF HATE
By Priya Chouhan — White foam on the outer edges of lips, stains of foul red at the center, disgusted words forming the saliva. The tongue
Dec 15, 2023
Five-minute do-overs
By Noreene Storrie — In contrast to my father who used to say it could have been worse, I know it could have been better, and this would
Jul 10, 2023
The Night Two Lovers Leapt
By Frogg Corpse — In the last warmth of autumns hold. Gripping damp November cold. Protection from this fear while stripped from comfort
Apr 27, 2023
If only I knew
By Pragya Bajpai — If only I knew, my body is a home; it's always my choice to leave or carry toxicity inside. The layers of unwanted words,
Mar 25, 2023
THE NEVERBORNS
By Jen OConnor — Should we beg for their forgiveness? For taking away their Right to Life? Harsh laws will punish us now for that. But the
Feb 5, 2023