Learning Games: Fiction by Danielle Holmes

Learning Games: Fiction by Danielle Holmes

The library’s Saturday morning storytime was cancelled. The staff had tried everything to keep it afloat.
Two Poems by Allison Collins

Two Poems by Allison Collins

That time after the Golden Hour / when the sky glows one slow chalk streak, / the horizon like flesh / pressed to a lightbulb, / I said, come with me.
Three Poems by Marissa Glover

Three Poems by Marissa Glover

I don’t even know how you got published. / Of all writers in the world, you’re the worst.
Two Poems by JJ Campbell

Two Poems by JJ Campbell

all my dreams / cost more than / whatever money / i ever had in my / life
Three Poems by KG Newman

Three Poems by KG Newman

How do you feel / when driving past / the penitentiary on a winter night
Three Poems by Lynn Horton

Three Poems by Lynn Horton

Fish fall from the sky / in silvery hooks / on a subduction shore / where boats beat at dusk with hunting
Let the world in all its glorious forms touch you, then write, write, write. —Lee Martin
Two Poems by Amelia Leff

Two Poems by Amelia Leff

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.
My Middle East

My Middle East

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.
A Place That Had No Name

A Place That Had No Name

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.
A New Way of Writing

A New Way of Writing

by Angela Kubinec
 
I have come up with a new way of writing that doesnt use hardly any punctuation or capitalization
Two Poems by Lowell Jaeger

Two Poems by Lowell Jaeger

When my first wife and I / were new to each other, / we moved into a cinderblock apartment
Two Poems by David Spicer

Two Poems by David Spicer

I’m the Mad Sestina King. / Sestinas haunt me twenty-four hours a day. / People laugh, claim I’m a fool.
Telling This With a Sigh

Telling This With a Sigh

by Emile DeWeaver
 
As a black person, my first reaction to “reverse discrimination” is a tightening of my insides.
The Living Dance

The Living Dance

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.
My So-Called Analog Life

My So-Called Analog Life

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.
Three Poems by Joshua Michael Stewart

Three Poems by Joshua Michael Stewart

She carries his taco tray, and folds up / his walker, leans it against the faux-brick / wall.
Principled-Centered Leadership by Stephen R. Covey

Principled-Centered Leadership by Stephen R. Covey

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.
The Largest Place in the World

The Largest Place in the World

by Clio Velentza
 
I make a place out of my body for you to live, out of the twigs and mud under my skin.
Clear

Clear

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.
See Naples and Die

See Naples and Die

by Edison Jennings
 
See Naples and die, Johann Goethe wrote, / the deep-dish bay, smoke plumed Vesuvius, / the castle and the terraced hills
Two Poems by David Spicer

Two Poems by David Spicer

You know Frida Kahlo had one wide eyebrow / and a mustache, right? They helped define her beauty.
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