Kristen Arnett
Kristen Arnett Cowbirds Bitzi Monsoon shared her tragic backstory exclusively at dinner parties. It took approximately seventeen minutes to tell the whole thing start to finish, which covered her first [...]
Kristen Arnett Cowbirds Bitzi Monsoon shared her tragic backstory exclusively at dinner parties. It took approximately seventeen minutes to tell the whole thing start to finish, which covered her first [...]
Wynne Hungerford A Jackal in the Woods My grandfather died and everything went to shit. He drowned on lung fluid in a Spartanburg County hospice house that overlooked a [...]
David Priest A Broken Tree My first memory of my father—your grandfather—begins only with the sound of typing. He appears, young, writing his first book on what must be our [...]
Sheldon Costa Kalos Kagathos “To feel strong, to walk amongst humans with a tremendous feeling of confidence and superiority is not at all wrong. The sense of superiority in bodily [...]
Melissa Matthewson Notes Toward Beauty You can’t know the wilderness of a woman. She comes from a station of trees, somewhere distant, or she is held like a house of [...]
Boredom's Bitter Pleasures: An Interview with Ruth Williams Interview conducted by: Brian Clifton Ruth Williams is the author of Flatlands (Black Lawrence Press, 2018) and the chapbook Conveyance (Dancing [...]
Maya Phillips Poem Ending with a Scene of a Woman Alone How can she place him, the absence of his body (un)framed in the doorway of her apartment, (un)sunken into [...]
John Poch Amarillo Ramp Always wanting something like balance, weighing on us; they are the reason for harbingers. And they are chosen, the living, the best we can expect [...]
David Salner Forest Fire, Viewed from the Kanawha Valley Above a roofline of wires and gnarled shingles, a faint yellow dawn. I lounge on my porch over coffee, in a [...]
Marjorie Stelmach The Laws Of Perspective Every painting comes from far away (many fail to reach us), yet we only receive a painting fully if we are looking in the [...]
Katherine Stingley A Daughter Is A Pilgrim I’ll have to ask to be named Felicity or Charity if I want to be a Puritan girl—the girls are always with the [...]
Richard Terrill Dear Future What you think of us will not be your first concern, just as you were not ours. You won’t know we thought our diligence would be [...]