Why We Lived
Beauty and Power, Jini Park If I had known it was Julie calling my name across the fluorescence of the supermarket, I wouldn’t have turned around. “Maurine,”…
Beauty and Power, Jini Park If I had known it was Julie calling my name across the fluorescence of the supermarket, I wouldn’t have turned around. “Maurine,”…
Still Air, Shareefah Pereira After Vladimir Nabokov and his second greatest love affair | For Ms. K You’re forty-two years old and you don’t know how you…
Sweet Dreams, Hannah Elizabeth High Sit on the floor in the middle of the basement. It’s your very own play area, which makes it the greatest place.…
Geodess, Eric Fram The Subaru Tetris–puzzle of suitcases and boxes was unyielding to the hat box that wasn’t shaped like a box. Shotgun was reserved for the fichus. Packed…
Untitled, Elise Ketch Some would say you’d get lonely out in the big darkness with not a soul on board except for the empty husks of the dead. Marty…
Beauty After the Storm, Rae Clickenbeard The clock on the stove blinks 12:00a.m., but I know that it’s actually 4:52p.m. I’ve been meaning to reset the clock since…
Envy, Yulia Kenley I. We go to the “Picasso house” today. That’s what Aeden calls it anyway. It’s his family’s art museum, or what’s…
Tomato Menace and Floral Rabbit, Jury St. Judge Oranges My father sits cross-legged on the edge of the couch, a plastic bowl in his…
Untitled #2, Karl Rivera [Trigger Warning: Mentions of pedophilia] Mr. Walker didn’t give us a warning or indication of any kind when he decided to become a nudist. I had pulled…
The Not-So Virgin Mary, Julia Broeker First, make sure you’ve tried every possible method. Peer at Jenn’s list, an inventory of conception tricks longer than a wedding DJ’s playlist. Drink…
The Funnies, Justine Newman My father drank orange juice with extra pulp. I never cared for the texture, but it was the closest we could afford to fresh squeezed. In those…
A New World of Light, Jacob Fisher As the lights dim and the curtains open, my heart beats its own symphony. I realize I am trapped. The only…
Radioactive Beach Hypothesis Illustration, Elly Call [Trigger Warning: Graphic depictions of injury, death, and cannibalism] Todd shouted as he felt the bike slam back down to the earth, pumping his…
Hand, Kaitlyn Fitzgerald [Trigger Warning: Brief mention of a stillbirth] Two bleary, beady eyes were regarding me steadfastly. The mass that framed them, the rounded head of the thing had, one…
Still Air, Shareefah Pereira Me It was the summer between jump ropes and lip gloss and Dad was a rarity and a giant, often…