Linghun by Ai Jiang FollowFollowFollow Linghunby Ai Jiang April 2023Retail – $14.99Dark Matter INK, LLC9781958598923 Book Review by Violet James McMaster (she/they) To say horror is having a bit of a comeback in publishing would be a smidge of an understatement....
Another Bride in Porto by Jennifer Sears FollowFollowFollow “When I desire you a part of me is gone…” Anne Carson, Eros the Bittersweet In Porto, everything shimmers with white. Churches with white towers line the city’s white hills. Women wearing flowing white pants...
Blurter by Patricia Dutt FollowFollowFollow They drove all day without any music, leaving the Finger Lakes in Sam’s old Honda just ahead of a snowstorm that would close the schools and the airport’s two gates. Sam sat beside Matt reading poetry and listening to...
I Don’t Have Time for This by Carol Denson FollowFollowFollow “Jen, will you spray my mouth?” “Coming.” Jen stopped scrubbing a pot, dried her hands, and walked into the bedroom. “I need my melanoma,” Margo said. “Melatonin, Mom. Melanoma is skin cancer,” said Jen....
Common Ground by Barbara Felton FollowFollowFollow “Am I supposed to give you lunch?” My sister’s question laid bare our mutual uncertainty about how to understand my visit. It wasn’t a holiday. And she hadn’t invited me. Or rather, she hadn’t explicitly invited me....
Bad Cree by Jessica Johns FollowFollowFollow Bad Creeby Jessica Johns Doubleday (2023)$27.00 (hardcover)978-0-385-54869-4 Book review by Rebecca Beardsall “This. Read it. You’re Welcome.” – this was the short but accurate review I posted on Instagram this morning...
Delphiniums in Silence by Sara Masciola FollowFollowFollow They ran out of milk three days ago. Looking into the refrigerator for an alternative, Nora saw a white and green carton of orange juice sitting nearly alone, flanked only by withering grapes and a half-used...
Borrowed by Berkley Carnine FollowFollowFollow It wasn’t lying if you planned to tell the truth eventually, that’s what Annie Rae had told herself when she’d made the appointment two weeks ago. She’d needed to do this thing in her own way and when she wasn’t fucked up...
Italian Grandmothers Shared My Pregnancy by Deborah Clark Vance FollowFollowFollow My morning queasiness, motion sickness, fatigue, bloated abdomen, two missed periods—heck, even my shrinking pants—were telling me, in fact screaming, that I was pregnant. At...
So Loved by Judy Richardson FollowFollowFollow At first, my throat scratched a bit, maybe because I had been talking or laughing too much at the party, a lively celebration, stocked with tributes, a slide show, drinks, and food. I masqued my sadness during the...
