Mark Martin
Changeling
By Mark Martin / Fiction / The four of them—two adults and two children—languished in a parked car held immobile by the rain. The weather...
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OUR Works
Shayla Frandsen
No, Marty is Not on Instagram
By Shayla Frandsen / First Place, 2023 Plentitudes Prize in Fiction / Mom visited Marty in a dream again. In the dream, Mom was standing...
Lena Hari
The Father Tree
By Lena Hari / Fiction / Matteo’s hands, rough, raw, and badly bleeding, worked to turn the burnt earth. The fires were still burning in...
Cassidy McCants
Smiling in Igneous
By Cassidy McCants / Fiction / What kind of beauty lies latent? Dormant? In the morning you walk outside to see gray. A haze that doesn’t...
John Muro
Bequeathed
By John Muro / Poetry / I leave to you, my only daughter, this wedding ring of orange-blossom design, golden-hued, and etched by water,...
J.M. Amoroso
Pappa
By J.M. Amoroso / Fiction / I lose my soul in the mirror every day. I give it a year, maybe two if I’m lucky, before I face the dreaded...
Finley Williams
Conversations We Haven't Had
By Finley Williams / Nonfiction / I. Granny never talked about her late husband, my maternal grandfather. I know him mostly through a...
Barbara Hughes
Echoes from a Bluff
By Barbara Hughes / Nonfiction / Staring at the tiny log cabin in front of me reminds me of a box sent from a loved one, something...
Jeanne Althouse
Miles to Go
By Jeanne Althouse / Nonfiction / Once I read a book. It was Christmas Eve and Billie could not sleep. I found him sobbing in the hallway...
Kwan Siu Kan Gabriel
Oyayi / Lullaby
By Kwan Siu Kan Gabriel / Fiction / From her upstairs bedroom, Anastasia cries. It is 9 pm, well into the quiet hours. Her cries echo...
Grant Jarrett
Heroes of Our Own Lives
By Grant Jarrett / Nonfiction / Her mouth hangs open, her face is pale and pleated, her lips dry and crusty, like stale pastry. She is...
Iris Harris
When the Ohia Lehua Blossoms
By Iris Harris / Fiction / “I know it’s your week with Sam starting tonight, but I don’t think you need to come all the way down to the...
Ed Davis
Artemis
By Ed Davis / Fiction / Marla hadn’t been home five minutes before the doorbell rang. Shit. She’d’ve ignored it except she was expecting...
Mara Adamitz Scrupe
Square Level True
By Mara Adamitz Scrupe / Nonfiction / Arriving for my shift, I climb the stairs directly up to the low-ceilinged third floor. Once...
Ber Arena
...and Laughter Will Replace Song
by Ber Anena / Nonfiction / My mother’s son is on his knees. In front of him sits a large millstone—its center slightly curved to keep...
Alan Toth
The Kingpin of Red Bluffs
by Alan Toth / Fiction / Most people are a little confused when I tell them how I got here. They always want to know why I did it – where...
Juva
This Voice is Not My Own
by Juva / Nonfiction / My mother bristled in the doctor’s office as I questioned my pediatrician, but she didn’t say a word. Dr. Combs...
Ray Berman-Schneider
Cobblestone Secrets and Hummingbird Pins
by Ray Berman-Schneider / Fiction / My mother cried the day my grandfather died. This may seem like an appropriate response, but she...
Annette Higgs
Love Letters
by Annette Higgs / Nonfiction / When you arrive she’s sitting in the grey armchair, chin on chest, sound asleep. The door is half-open;...
Anna Belle Kaufman
Plague Redux
by Anna Belle Kaufman / Nonfiction / When my four year old son was diagnosed with AIDS, I learned about secrets. It was in August 1986,...
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