i loved my young life once. it thrummed with inner mischief, some transgressions maybe but all tongue, all textures, all translated through that funnel in my head.
there is a confluence influenced apparently by a fluidity of music.
Be humble. Do not be a dick. Do this for the sake of your soul but also for the sake of your career.
John Lennon tells me these things, and it’s possible that John is the devil. I can tell by the way he stares out so intently from the poster.
It took us close to an hour, but I managed to knock the bat to the floor with the broom, causing a slapping sound that made my stomach tighten. Emily covered the animal with an upside-down garbage bin, which I then pushed, slowly, out the door and onto the side porch. We heard the bat… Continue reading “Brick” by William Bradley
Why Didn’t He? The suspect was a black male running from the parking lot of a liquor store. He looked to my police sergeant father like a teenager. Maybe all he was fleeing was the screeching police car, or maybe he had been involved in a crime. Either way, when my father yelled “Halt, police”… Continue reading “He Didn’t Shoot” by E.K. Gordon
“Is it e’en so?—Then I deny you, stars!” —Romeo and Juliet (5.1.25) According to The Astrology Book: The Encyclopedia of Heavenly Influences by James R. Lewis, a birth chart (or astrological chart) calculates the position of various celestial bodies throughout the heavens as viewed from the Earth at the moment of an individual’s birth. And… Continue reading “Time Space: Places They’ve Never Met” by Janet Dale
30. I don’t know what to wear, so I tie sage around my left ankle, twists of garlic in my hair. I want to be Italian and edible. I add rosemary, thyme. Frying oils. 31. I brush my hair until it crackles onto the linoleum. 32. She could feel the remains of him seeping out… Continue reading Excerpts from “Flesh Graphs” by Brynne Rebele-Henry
For twelve years we attended chapel at the little rectangular school on Oak Street. We sang songs about God carrying us. We prayed for our enemies. We joined hands in unity. There, we were taught that evolution didn’t exist. In a beautiful garden, humanity breathed life from the dust of the earth. Our DNA mirrored… Continue reading “Adaptation” by Rori Leigh Hoatlin
It’s June ’78, and I’m in a panic-driven sprint behind my older sister. I feel the cool splash of linoleum hit the soles of my feet as we race into our farmhouse kitchen, one final lunge to stop her before— “Daddy, Cheryl’s afraid of the dark!” “Am not!” I mouth ‘I hate you’ to… Continue reading “My Father’s Lesson” by Cheryl Smart