by P.C. Vandall
I am the housewife
in a house coat (more…)
The way my fist felt, pounding into Jared’s garage wall until the thin wood split, until my hand swelled and purpled. How you hauled on my arm and told me to stop, that everything would work out in the end. That we would fix it and move on. (more…)
Our son was born dead. (more…)
’bye, c-u, so long, ’later, toodle loo, hasta la vista, have a nice day, have a good one, ciao baby, cheerio, goodbye and good luck, take care, God bless, and see you later.
Poetry, creative nonfiction, and fiction/prose poetry submissions are now open. Check out our new category triptychs! The submission period closes December 15, 2108; submit here.
09/17 • Nance Van Winckel
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