the wind

the wind

By Alyssa Harmon     the cool breeze asking so politely to see what’s under her dress the gust of angry wind who thinks he’s entitled to the skin underneath     ***     Alyssa Harmon Alyssa Harmon is a junior at the University of South...
Wild Riled Underground

Wild Riled Underground

By Ashley Gonzalez     Light trickles through cracked walls, dancing with dim shadows over dusty floors. My eyes follow follow follow, Spirit hollow hollow hollow, cleared out years ago by cold hearted foes and rows with Self and Other. Lovers of mine...
Minerva Rising’s New Fiction Prize

Minerva Rising’s New Fiction Prize

When someone asks how long Minerva Rising has been around, I always say it started in January of 2012. But the idea was planted a year earlier. I was sitting in my keeping room in January, reading Secrets of the Zona Rosa: How Writing (and Sisterhood) Can Change...
Grace & Magic by Muriel Fish

Grace & Magic by Muriel Fish

  It was the summer of 1972. At the time I lived with my parents on a modest 110-acre dairy farm. Imagine a white clapboard farmhouse with a front porch, a weathered gray barn, pastures abuzz with grasshoppers, and black-and-white cows slurping water out of a...
Co hledáme

Co hledáme

I’m learning a new language.  The structure of Czech is entirely different from English; meaning is contained in word order and declination, so that just by changing endings on the same root word, you can create whole new sentences.  The possibilities the syntax...

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