Flash Flood Winner—Tara Isabel Zambrano
Tara Isabel Zambrano Slumdog Wives Let’s face it—we’re not all that beautiful, we have bad postures due to heavy lifting at the construction sites, sleeping at odd angles in [...]
Tara Isabel Zambrano Slumdog Wives Let’s face it—we’re not all that beautiful, we have bad postures due to heavy lifting at the construction sites, sleeping at odd angles in [...]
Tolu Ogunlesi Harbinger There are icicles that form on the surface of oceans, translucent teeth putting roots down in the submerged mouth of God. There is ice—forbidding, jagged, sentient—that can [...]
Willow Campbell Jack Jack is a nice name and a good one for him, but nobody called him that until he was dead. He told his family about it in [...]
Miriam McEwen Aunt Lou See, but you have this thing about not going to restaurant bathrooms with obnoxious able-bodied people who aren’t even attempting to assist you in some way. [...]
Michael Hammerle Angel Numbers There’s a pattern I repeat. I'm looking for little moments of perfection, like synchronicities on digital clocks, to pray to. These are the moments it's easiest [...]
Angélica Martinez The Hailstorm The hailstorm came on suddenly, do you remember? We were parked in our old Malibu listening to 101.5 back when the radio still worked. Sade’s "By [...]
jessie knoles BUY IT I want to go to the symphonyPut on my mohair sweaterThe one I bought at the steamy estate saleWhile you waited in the coffee shopDrinking your [...]
Olga Shomska Deer Story We all knew that the rain will be heavy. We got used to it. We built a hotel in the town center—high and large, to [...]
Timothy Wojcik In The Knotweeds We’d lived in a small apartment in a quiet neighborhood in Queens, and while that was better than the place in Brooklyn, once we [...]
Kayla Spirito Jenni Jenni was the one who shaved my head. Moments after I met her she held a pair of scissors to one of my pigtails. Don’t you [...]
Silas Jones Good Choices Two years ago, Connie McHale’s older sister Alexis got t-boned driving home drunk from a graduation party and even though she didn’t die and I’m [...]
Mugdhaa Ranade Pitching a Scene to My Dad Imagine a MONTAGE in a film (don’t ask what genre of film, it’s still being written): we open with a WIDE [...]