Genre: Fiction

Salmon Run

Issue 4 | Summer 2020 |

  Ruth likes slightly overcast weather and the smell of public libraries. Ruth likes the color mauve. She bakes cinnamon raisin bread in the winter, and she wears orthopedic shoes on her nightly walks. Ruth dislikes it when the person in front of her in line gets chatty with the cashier. It’s inconsiderate, she thinks, …

Alexa Whispers

Issue 4 | Summer 2020 |

  “Right now, it is 44 degrees Fahrenheit. Tonight, you can expect a low of 37 degrees.” “Thank you, Alexa,” I say, because I’m polite, even when it’s a machine offering me the things that I need, like accurate forecasts, spell-checks on problem words (broccoli, zucchini, accommodations), and the time, which I ask for again …

Being the Murdered Chanteuse

Issue 3 | Summer 2019 |

    The thing about being the murdered chanteuse is you set the plot in motion. They’ll set up a shrine for you near the piano; you always touched the piano when you sang, ran fingertip along its wood, leaned against it backwards, bent over it, stretched both arms long, curled song out of your …

Split Peas

Issue 3 | Summer 2019 |

    Walter still didn’t understand why Victoria felt the need to spit in his beer. When they were dating, they kissed all the time. Deeply, nearly always using their tongues. In the three years they were together, he must have swallowed several pints’ worth of her saliva. It wasn’t like a few drops of …

Cervical

Issue 2 | Winter 2018 |

    You try to force a smile for your red-headed friend playing the ukulele, but you worry your teeth look all wrong, like they were grown in someone else’s mouth. She plays a Dispatch song. The band of your youth. The youth that is now on its knees inside you, desperate, delicate as a …

A Dangerous Man

Issue 2 | Winter 2018 |

    We met on the puffy cheek of an eight-year-old girl. You were in your teardrop, and I was in mine. I remember the brilliance with which you glimmered in the summer sunlight, seconds before she wiped you away. She sat in the back of the cop car, her tiny hand pressed against the …