I could have died that morning and no one would have been the wiser. The thieves fled on foot. Nobody chased them. She pointed the pistol at him and said, All right, you bastard, this is it. She was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, and I knew she could never love me. […]
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After Donald Keefe’s Lightwell (Au Sable Forks Papermill) (2016) Even with light beaming through the stilted arch like erasure, the old mill calls out its name in shadows, as shadows take occupancy in the fore and on the fringes, run the core cutter, feed pulp through the headbox, and reminisce in the sparse breakroom situated […]
Let’s fall down the well, kissing; take our time, sweeten buckets. Michael Hoerman is a poet from the Ozarks. He is the author of Bad Rotten (2004) and Disoriented Fascination (2018). Some of his more than 100 published poems first appeared in the Arkansas Literary Forum, Big Muddy, Chiron Review, Eureka Literary Magazine, Potomac Review, […]
Somewhere in the multiverse, somewhere past a black hole, I turn right at a silver asteroid and coast into the strings of a cosmic suburbia to find a house that looks like mine. I serve dinner to Charles and Leonardo who laugh when they see each other— looking-glass faces and beards, mirror minds bubbling with […]
There’s a crowd. At least fifty people gathered in the car park outside St Werburgh’s Church. They’re all talking. Reminiscing. Like we’re at a wedding. Aunt Kate hugs Uncle Charlie. “Oh look how tall you are now,” he says to Carl, Kate’s son. He’s fourteen now, I think. Dad’s boasting to the distant family members […]
The first day of school was always a major event in Miss Agnes Smith’s calendar. This is a moment of renewal, a fresh start, as much for teachers like me as for the pupils, Miss Smith thought to herself, as she did each year at this time. The carefree days of summer were over, and […]
Miriam pressed a sweaty Diet Coke can to her cheek and shifted in the lawn chair. Her jaws popped and clicked as they clenched, her sore face muscles the victims of TMJ. The yellow glow of fireflies dotted the backyard, and she wished she was young enough to catch them in her hands, smoosh their […]
Depression the sun becomes the luna & the moon becomes the sol & I turn the shower on & there you are a white noise so loud so white my skin looks browner than ever I use shampoo twice & my feet drown in bubbles: it’s only mid-february & already I feel christmas will never […]
You were caught day-drinking in the shadows of an angel, with your lips chapped to the pin-point crack of a china cabinet, the black death plaquing your under eyes like a disease, knees shaking like the catholic church — it’s the middle ages sneaking up on you. It is the fall of the romans. And […]
Avedis stood at the rail staring into the water on the crossing from Southern France into Manhattan; black waves with red foam following the ship across the Atlantic, the memory of the dead from the Great War filling his throat like the bodies of fish too small to travel alone riding inside dolphins and whales. […]