My boots broke through a crust of rime, down deep into the hardened snow knocking me off balance with each step.
Looming by Ryder S. Ziebarth
Category: Essays
Sulfur and Its Relationship to Suffering by John Carr Walker
I sat on the seat still gripping the steering wheel. The tractor sat on the wreckage of an end post and grapevines…
Battlefield Promotion by Jeffrey Seitzer
A cyborg baby. That’s what our son Ethan looked like when they had finally finished hooking him up….
On the Bus by Mireya S. Vela
The bus is nearly empty. I wrap my arms around my backpack and press my items close to my pregnant belly.
Out of My Hands by Jayne Martin
A charming, deep voice cuts through your semi-conscious state:“We have to get you into surgery right away, Miss Martin.”
A Thing No Longer Given Freely by Stephanie Vessely
I did not want to touch it. I wanted what I had seen on TV, in the movies—a first kiss under a porch light…
Strings by Linda Broder
I try not to sound crazy when friends ask me how I am. I’m doing okay, I say. Really. I’m learning to play the harp…
Retail Outlook for the Zombie Apocalypse by Lisa Greim
Fabric scraps, discarded tools, and drifts of white shopping bags cover the floor, their contents already forgotten.
Summer, 1987: Windber—A Place You Can’t Leave By Moving by Damian Dressick
There’s a large bonfire. I have no idea what they are burning. If my cousin is involved, evidence is a safe bet.
Pulling Levers by Emily Pavick
Years ago, before our son was born, my husband and I dreamed of moving away from Illinois, where the world is wind and lakes and cornfields…
