Exploring the art of prose



Mule by Elie Piha

September 11, 2020

  Nobody had ever given me anything before, so I didn’t care that the car was a piece of shit. I didn’t care that it was a two-timer, twice handed down, first from me and Davis’s old squad leader to…

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Surreal Portraits of the Future Us by Matt Kendrick

August 21, 2020

  In five years, on Space Mountain, we’ll blast asteroids to clear a path through the Milky Way, buckle up and hold our breath as we journey into the void of darkness. When we disembark through adverts of outer space…

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Swim by Ambata Kazi-Nance

August 14, 2020

  I am the last to see the water. I look up only when John Jr. and Grace stop singing, their voices sucked up suddenly like they’ve been swallowed by a vacuum. Ms. Laura turns from the front passenger seat…

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What You Know by Heather Aronson

August 7, 2020

  When someone yells “Boom!” on a sailboat, you are about to get hit by a bar at the base of the sail, unless you duck. “Hard alee” also means something like “duck,” but to the side. You never remember…

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Silverfish by Christina Perez Brubaker

July 31, 2020

  When James’s wife, Lauren, discovered two silverfish in their seven-year-old daughter’s bed, she’d placed the insects in a jelly jar. They waited on the counter beside his morning cup of coffee. Prehistoric, she called them, and he had to…

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Summer Night by Joanna Pearson

July 24, 2020

  They slept much better using a disc-shaped noise machine from which they could select a variety of soothing sounds: Ocean Waves, Birdsong, Tropical Breeze, Summer Night. They always chose Summer Night, so whatever season it was or should have…

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Micro Home by Jonathan Cardew

July 17, 2020

  She applied the last dabs of paint to the mermaid’s tail. “I’m about to die in here,” she said, knuckling a stray hair from her eyes. I opened a window. Outside, the woods were ablaze with soft browns and…

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On the Universal Rights of Ducks and Girls by Tara Campbell

July 10, 2020

Thank you for your e-mail informing us of the incident that has upset your daughter Dolores.

What you describe in your e-mail as “duck rape” must have been bewildering for a young lady to see for the first time, but I assure you that it is a natural process….

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Bender’s Sister Speaks by Julie Zuckerman

June 26, 2020

  What they don’t show when John Bender crosses the Shermer High School football field, trench coat flapping in the wind and arm punching the air, is where he’s headed after his day of detention. He’s not going fishing with…

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Interiors by Mike Corrao

June 18, 2020

  I prepare my tools for the excavation. Placing the suspect object onto a sterilized operating surface and unpackaging fresh picks and scalpels. It is 4.3 x 7 x 1.2 inches. A small rectangular stack of papers bound together. With…

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