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THE MATRIARCH by Michael Aronovitz
I ain’t scared, asshole. It’s not like I ain’t changed a tire before, right? It’s just that the bulb light is shot and I got so much shit in the trunk I can’t find the jack. The cold rain is … Continue reading
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NURSING HOMES ARE FOR LOVERS by Katherine Sanger
Her fingers clawed the phone from the cradle on the second ring. “Hello?” “Is Ruth there?” “This is,” Ruth said, shifting to seduction mode. “This is Randy. I saw your ad on ‘Stranger Hook-Ups.com’…” Randy trailed off, not sure what … Continue reading
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THE DANCER by Rebecca L. Brown
I shouldn’t have been surprised that she wore her tutu; she never took it off if she could help it. She lived for the escape which dance gave her even long after her trembling limbs were robbed of their natural … Continue reading
RED RIDING HOOD by Anahita Ayasoufi
Red let her crimson hood slip back, just enough to show off her curls, the curls that she had arranged with care, as she was told to do, because she had matured, and because grandma had a prince—the haunter prince … Continue reading
GRAMMATICAL TRANSFIGURATION (FREE VARIATION ON A THEME BY CHRISTIAN MORGENSTERN) By Frank Hagelberg
A wherewolf, feeling too confined To space, at last made up his mind, And chose a night of ghoulish doom, To raise a teacher from the tomb. “Please make me temporal”, he cried “The whenwolf”, the dead man replied. “Weave … Continue reading
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MY NEW COLLECTION by Tawny Demase
When mother died, I was very young. Father says I was so young, I wouldn’t remember her. But I do. I remember the way her hair smelled. I remember how it felt to lean on her breast. I remember the … Continue reading
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CARRION GULLS by Duncan R. Bowsman
Seagulls used to be harmless, little things, just … kicking disconsolately through the sand, like wind-up robots. Used to just pick at washed up seaweed and detritus. Used to. When mutant gulls chipped their glass-sharp beaks into knives on the rocks, I cried, … Continue reading
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THE NATURE OF LOVE (AND OTHER DISORDERS) by Judith Kelly Quaempts
The lake mirrored the sky and the pines that studded the surrounding hills. The melancholy cry of a mourning dove echoed across the water to their rowboat. Once, Lester would have remarked on the beautiful surroundings, the songs of the … Continue reading
AMONG THE TALL GRASS by Anthony Bell
She walks through the tallgrass of the vast prairie, giggling as it licks at her shins and outstretched hands like a bunch of puppies. The hot wind makes her feel fresh. She follows her wavy shadow among the high stalks … Continue reading
Out for Dinner by Wilbur L. Ochiltree
She relaxed on her recliner, sipping her coffee. What a dreary night. She flipped through her magazine. Will he call tonight? He better; I want to go out for dinner. Up from her porch a scrapping she did hear. What was that? She … Continue reading