Old Dog, New Tricks
As soon as Alan Baker walked through the door, he knew he was in trouble. There was a less-than-subtle sign…
Writer’s Choice
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The smoke doesn’t choke me anymore. I took the hell you made for me and made it home…
Shilling
Maryn concentrated on the feeling of his touch, the cool sensation that passed over her skin…
Sometimes I Feel Like Chernobyl
I wanted to plug my ears. I wanted to run away. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me…
Sorry
I can’t do this. I can’t parent without him. I can’t hold this family together. I am failing them. I am failing everyone.
An Ode (Apology) to My Lungs
Some catalyst would send my heart racing, my lungs suddenly too large for my rib cage. Mouth glued to a vaporizer…
The Cats
The man lying on the hospital bed knows that he is dying. Beside him, the heart monitor stutters, falters, returns to a steady pace once more, each time the rhythm slower.
Book Review: Pondering Beauty During a Pandemic
Shapes of Native Nonfiction delivers 27 lyric essays from 18 indigenous authors. The essays are grouped into four sections—technique, coiling, plaiting, and twining.
Out of Kilter
I long for that boring state of alignment that I can rely on sharing with those around me…