Nothing By Mouth  by Jill Quist

Nothing By Mouth
by Jill Quist

On those sooty, gray train rides into the city to take Dad to the VA, I found myself rehearsing the questions that were most on my mind, that I longed to ask but was too afraid to ask. Questions like: Are you afraid of dying? Do you ever regret having kids? Did you...
The Water Cycle   By Luciana Francis

The Water Cycle
By Luciana Francis

                              Luciana Francis is a Brazilian-born, UK-based writer of poetry and fiction. She holds a BA (Hons) degree in Anthropology and Media from Goldsmiths, University of...
MOTHERS  By Claire Scott

MOTHERS
By Claire Scott

Dead twelve years, dusty in a drawer of my heart, like the leaf insects and giant earwigs in the basement of a natural history museum. A tiny figurine, still wearing a tattered terrycloth robe, still holding a glass, although the ice melted long ago. My...
Foot party  By Alys Willman

Foot party
By Alys Willman

The first time, you didn’t know what to wear, and were broke anyway. What you had was a short, satiny dress, fishnet stockings stolen from CVS on 10th. Shoes didn’t matter, obviously. The other girls had on corsets and bustiers, thongs, naked legs and feet. The venue...

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