Issue #12

Stacy Trautwein Burns

The Boy with the Glass Eye   I. The boy with the glass eye was back. His third time that week. He popped his eye from its socket, twiddled it between fingers the way a magician would a coin. The…
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Leonora Desar

My Mother in the Floorboards   My mother said she would haunt me. And she did. She haunted. She haunted in the floor. She didn’t have the nerve to go up in the sky and haunt like a proper mother,…
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Tommy Dean

Los Muertos   The car–a black shadow–not there a second before, weaved drunkenly toward the mailbox, before eclipsing the end of their driveway, veering toward the other side of the road. Silence trailed the bumper like a flare, while Ariana…
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Michelle Ross

The Easy Way   All their life together, his wife has denounced the gadgets he’s acquired. The pole that extends to sweep ceiling cobwebs: they own a ladder. The herb stripper shaped like a jockstrap: that’s what a chopping knife…
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Laura Tansley

She’s the morning after the night before feeling   In February we got a new roommate, her name was Fiona. She told us almost immediately that she was two months pregnant, announced it over breakfast like a cracker joke punch…
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