...Ronda Piszk Broatch Copyright © 2021 Ronda Piszk Broatch 2021 Ronda Piszk Broatch Back When We Had Horns We dressed our hides in exquisite leaves we never left our mattresses except for more champagne we were so parasitic we stayed out until the sun exploded over the Cascades we soaked...

... am once again feeling a soft hand on my back, a whisper grazing my neck, chanting, You're home, you're home, you're home . When I was a child and you were stuck in the wrong country, you told me you missed the roosters crowing at four in the morning and greeting shirtless men playing cards...

... July 2007 . Morgan Bill Peters Nancy J. , eds. Howl on Trial: The Battle for Free Expression . San Francisco : City Lights , 2006 . Port Huron Project Website . 21 August 2007 . < http://nothing.org/porthuronproject/ >. Susanne E. Hall Do Look Back...

...Jim Warner © 2014 Jim Warner 2014 Jim Warner Over Hanover and Back Again Grocery isles just go on forever in towns without imagination —​look for plot points between stockboys. We were on a mission. We were watching John Travolta in Paris. You slept in Ann...

...Rachel Heng © 2016 Rachel Heng 2016 Rachel Heng The Females Are Not Coming Back The females are not coming back. No one knows where the rumor came from, but we believe it right away. We should be stronger than that, after all this is hardly the first season. That is not to say...

...Adam Tavel © 2011 Adam Tavel 2011 Adam Tavel Letter to A. S. Kramer Written on the Back of a Mushroom Soup Can Label 8:03 a.m. & already the skunk funk wafting off the reservation is enough to gag a goat. Our pimply local gang corpuscular & indolent as poor...

...Elaine Frantz In the 2010s social justice workers and incarcerated men of color worked on a book project that would be published as Life Sentences in 2019. As one of the editors of Life Sentences , the author of this article looks back at the process, considering its authors, creativity behind bars...

... the conditions under which “words and images come together or pull apart and contest one another.” He constantly goes back and forth between literature and the visual arts, between words and images. Instead of seeing the study of images as a threat to literature, he sees it as an enrichment of it. Both...

... science discourses about diet, exercise, and sexuality insist on turning back the evolutionary clock. By returning to the Pleistocene or Paleolithic, these discourses display an evolutionary nostalgia in the face of massive ecological disruption. These popular works incorporate the science of human...

... and constant connectivity, celebrants of globalization and its critics alike are prone to thin accounts that fall back on metaphors of a flat world and the short text. Against the perils of the short and the flat, this essay celebrates the long formats and sustained acts of imaginative investment fostered...

...Lisa Lynn Biggar © 2016 Lisa Lynn Biggar 2016 Lisa Lynn Biggar You Gotta Wonder My boss at the pawnshop is out back smoking a cigarette when this brunette walks in, barefoot, wearing a bikini top and cut-off shorts. She don’t fill out neither of them, but she’s got a nice body anyways...

... on the island. Because of the baby, Cynthia insisted that they drive the two hours up to Sara- sota to stay with her parents rather than go to Fuller Warren High School, their local shelter. By evening, the storm had moved on to starve itself on the Carolinas, and Paul drove back to see if their house...

... the gold and tan snake. It shines its diamond head at him. Beautiful, Day murmurs, Beautiful. 2. Vern Spent lunch in the back of our paint van picking machine guns out of a catalogue. He’s got the A/C cranked, Rush turned up. Vern built his own canon...

... off her hands and fall to the floor. She pulls them back on and holds her hands up like she’s making the referee signal for a touchdown. She stands next to her father. He looks at my face and tries to figure out what I am: man, woman, or freak. He pulls on her mittened hand. “Come...

..., and Jeremiah —​a mule by then more dead than alive. Damned if I would give it up without a fight. Another branch snapped and I toed the door open. The smell of dew-wet pine wafted in. I slid the rifle’s nose into the crack. I held my breath. She was up on her haunches, weight back —​all...

..., they’ll swing their flashlights and raise their hands in greeting to the people they recognize, and they recognize most everyone. Tonight, the carnies will speak in tongues and the town will drop screams from the rides, buy tickets, carry whorls of cotton candy back to their trailers...

...-faced men always proceeded in the same way: dinner would begin with recollections of graduate life, and by my bedtime the discussion moved to the back porch, where some phenomenological controversy would be resolved with hand- rolled cigarettes and shouting in German. The next day my father...

...Anna Karras [email protected] Copyright © 2023 Anna Karras 2023 Anna Karras Nick It is dark for a long time. I am tucked in a crowded space, all knees and elbows and chin mingled together my shin resting on the back of my neck. But then bright light shafts onto me and my head...

..., so she did most of the digging. Halfway through, she decided her ideas were making the ground too hard, so she fell back against the mound of loose earth, her red hair falling across the dirt like a pillowcase, while the guy took the shovel. “Now you’re gonna see some dirt fly,” he said...

... When I came home from my job, Belle would appear from out of her bedroom. She had come back in winter and moved into the front room of our third floor apartment, which had formerly been the liv- ing room. She would have Kateri, her four month old, on her hip, and Karyn’s battered atlas in her...