The nurse stares down at me and tells me to slow down, asks me if I know the Fog Man’s name. I say no….
Fog Man by Georgia Kreiger
Category: August 2015
Appearances by Christine Ritenis
What most surprised me when I encountered Frank, the man who’d raped me twenty-eight years earlier, was that I wondered if he still found me attractive.
Fractures by Kerry Folan
The day after I turned thirty-three, I tripped on the sidewalk on Nostrand Avenue, a block from my apartment in Brooklyn, and broke both my arms.
Death and a Missed Morning Coffee by Laura Johnson Dahlke
When a young woman dies in an automobile accident, someone knows what to do.
Santa Muerte by Jason Arment
…the middle school segregated lunch and recess by gender because of problems with kids making out and mooning cars…
American Buffalo by Melissa Walker
immediately turned to Google … One of the first people I looked for was Bert. He had been my great love in college…
Talisman by Ellie Stewart
The day after she died, as the van waited outside, they asked us what we would like her to be wearing when she was buried.
Photographs by Tasia M. Hane
“Your mother’s dead,” he says to the answering machine. “I didn’t kill her.”
The Sound Sleep of a Water Diviner by Shebana Coelho
I never knew my grandfather, but I grew up with his ghost. This ghost, I imagined, was the reason for the rattling sounds in the kitchen at midnight.
Gummed Up by Steven Flam
We were scrounging for bottles, Keller and I, through the debris of rusted cans, shattered glass, and old tires.
