by Elijah Tomaszewski
I’m pumping the way I’ve been doing for the past minute.
Review by Joy Ralph
Into the Drowning Deep
is Mira Grant’s novel-length follow-up to her 2015 novella Rolling In The Deep
by Gustavo Bossert
When a row of trees started to swish against the car, and denser foliage knocked against the bumper and number plate, she sensed that she had lost her way.
by Jeff Bakkensen
We split her up by dropping names into a hat. I got both arms, Paul a leg, Ryan the head, Matt the other leg, and Drew the coveted torso.
by Don Foster
With little time before his kids start fisticuffing one another, before his wife dumps the weekend itinerary on him, Kirby rolls himself out of bed this Saturday to work on his spiritual overhaul.
Fish fall from the sky / in silvery hooks / on a subduction shore / where boats beat at dusk with hunting
by Alan Swyer
When he first came to LA and had not yet established much of a social life, Shulman’s evenings, more often than not, were spent in pursuit of old movies.
by Jack D. Harvey
Yes, that is me / on my pet pony / only two and a half years old.
by Bob Beach
The first dayshine spilled hurryish over Miz Pennypacker’s tarpaper roof and splashed the front yard like a stream of melty butter.
When the beam snapped, / the rope that clung to my life slipped. / The roof caved in as / I saw the floorboards part, / revealing the Cuyahoga gushing below.
by Norma Smith
My first lover was Middle Eastern. Amir and I met in the cramped hallway of a university dormitory in Eastern France the first day I moved into Room 76 on the third floor.
by Justin Carmickle
Yolanda had dragged Ian through eight states by the time he was thirteen. After Ian came out her fourth husband’s fists sent Ian fleeing. He’d gone up north to the gay father he’d never known.
by Angela Kubinec
I have come up with a new way of writing that doesnt use hardly any punctuation or capitalization
When my first wife and I / were new to each other, / we moved into a cinderblock apartment
I’m the Mad Sestina King. / Sestinas haunt me twenty-four hours a day. / People laugh, claim I’m a fool.