From The Vantage Point of Ten, It All Might Be Possible by Elana Lavine
That desperate summer I have the ten-year-old girl campers, fifth grade now behind them like sheathed knives in their belts. What was that picture on your phone? they ask.
Appa’s Tenth Day by Vijayalakshmi Sridhar
In wet clothes, I am sitting cross-legged on the floor—the fan of Amma’s nine-yards grazing her legs—calves with bulging blue veins and heels that are cracked like a desert floor within my viewing range.
Thursdays Smell Like You by Ashleigh Adams
Thursdays Smell Like You by Ashleigh Adams They smell like orange peel and oaky bourbon, same as your breath after three Old Fashioneds, like the Bud Lite we picked up at the gas station after the bar, like the lavender laundry detergent steeped in the threads of the...
Lights out at 10 by Neil James
The hospital never sleeps. Even in darkness, light from the corridor slips under my door like floodwater. Footsteps squeak along vinyl floors.
Beyond the Stones by Gregory Meece
Queued for my sentencing, I reflected, like catechism taught us. The forgiven fingered their beads, tallying grace like dues. Stained glass flared—Moses, alight with judgment, mid-swing. Had I broken one? More?