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.
by Emile DeWeaver
As a black person, my first reaction to “reverse discrimination” is a tightening of my insides.
by Tammy Oberhausen
Tuning up, a chord, a riff, / my grandfather plays / Freight Train, finger-thumb picking style, / and we three girls are on our feet.
by Isabella David
About a month ago, an Internet friend’s self-published novel made its way from all the way around the world into my eager hands.
She carries his taco tray, and folds up / his walker, leans it against the faux-brick / wall.
Review by Dr. Donna Roberts
While countless new business books come out every day, sometimes it serves us well to revisit the “new” wisdom of yesterday.
by Clio Velentza
I make a place out of my body for you to live, out of the twigs and mud under my skin.
by Karl J. Sherlock
Slumped into his desk chair, Max has precious minutes to get on the road for one of his many doctor’s visits this month, but I can’t tell if he’s sleeping or braking for pain.
by Edison Jennings
See Naples and die, Johann Goethe wrote, / the deep-dish bay, smoke plumed Vesuvius, / the castle and the terraced hills
You know Frida Kahlo had one wide eyebrow / and a mustache, right? They helped define her beauty.
by Dr. Donna Roberts
Maybe if they stopped living in their parents’ basements and had to earn a living to support themselves they would shape up.
Word counts, book sales, even romance: the only astrological guide a writer needs.