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Conversation with Francine Witte

by Swetha Amit SW: RADIO WATER is a beautiful collection of flash stories dealing with poignant themes. What inspired this selection, and how did you put it all together? FW: I published a book last year, Just Outside the Tunnel of Love, and found that there were...

It’s God’s Fog Up Top: A Review of Benjamin Niespodziany’s Cardboard Clouds by Jonathan Cardew Who Quotes Various Lines from the Work Instead of a Traditional Review (Plus a Few Pics) Partly Because He is Lazy and Partly Because He Doesn’t Want to Debase This Extraordinary Hybrid Collection of One-act Plays and Prose Poem Oddities with the Mundanity of Review Language Hence This Recycled Homage to Language Play Itself (and a Few Pics)

Language! “The symphony in the pit consists of rhythmic minimalists.” “Lips like witch” “The sky is a sweltering velvet, held together by loose nails.” “Low. But also loud. Like a herd of cattle. Like dark, dark dust. Dense. Shut up.” “She sews a wisdom tooth into her...

My Fave Five- May 2021

May 2021 Series Curator: Jonathan Cardew May Selector: Andrew Bertaina What’s rare, what’s bright, what’s new? This is what we ask a new writer every month in search of the best hybrid, poetry, and flash writing from the previous month. In this edition, we catch up...

MY FAVE FIVE- APRIL 2021

April 2021 Series Curator: Jonathan Cardew April Selector: Minyoung Lee What’s rare, what’s bright, what’s new? This is what we ask a new writer every month in search of the best hybrid, poetry, and flash writing from the previous month. In this edition, we catch up...

My Fave Five- March 2021

March 2021 Series Curator: Jonathan Cardew March Selector: Hannah Grieco What’s rare, what’s bright, what’s new? This is what we ask a new writer every month in search of the best hybrid, poetry, and flash writing from the previous month. In this edition, we catch up...

Bending Genres Reading for SMOLfair- March 5, 2021 at 9:00 p.m. E.S.T. This Friday, we have a great line-up for our Bending Genres Reading for the SMOLfair book fair event happening March 3- 7. Fiction Editor, Meg Tuite and EIC Robert Vaughan will be hosting a...

How to Be an Undiagnosed Autistic Girl

First things first, flat affect scares neurotypicals, so practice smiling in the mirror or ask a friend for help. Just kidding! You don’t have friends because everyone says you’re a bitch. If you ask what specifically you did, they can’t pinpoint anything but would...

All About Eve and Her Ex-Wife-In-Law

One day, Eve will live in infamy as the temptress who seduced the first man into partaking in the original sin but, for the moment, she is merely a frustrated new wife cooking a gazpacho, minus garlic, onion, basil and cilantro this time, for a man of insipid taste,...

All About Eve and Her Ex-Wife-In-Law

One day, Eve will live in infamy as the temptress who seduced the first man into partaking in the original sin but, for the moment, she is merely a frustrated new wife cooking a gazpacho, minus garlic, onion, basil and cilantro this time, for a man of insipid taste,...

Word Wizard

The Word Wizard was handing out words and all the best poets in the land were eagerly lining up to see what their assigned word for the day would be. Their challenge would be to weave this word creatively into a poem – rhyme it, if possible – and report back to the...

A Bucephalus Breed

He runs in a wild circle over and over, coming close then veering away. Celebratory! Neighbor says the obvious, that my appearance and behavior are the trigger.  Like I don’t know.  Still, I’m silent as my spirit soars in witness to the excitement.  It’s who I am and...

A Short Catalogue of Abandonments

The herstory is buried. Nestled inside the dolls. An abandonment of identities lying on the stairs who fit between the wall and the spindle. Pressed with the decision at two years old to leave with my mom or stay with my Oma. Knowing I want to stay, but seeing the...

In the Ditch

Lily Dale had feared dying alone. She’d speculated scenarios. Who would find her, when, and in what state of decay. It’s better this way, she thought. In a ditch by the side of a flowered, rutted road. Far from home, where nobody knows my name. Much ado, then nothing...

Two Places at Once

The path of pale beige sand softly sifts over my tennis shoes as I move without stopping deeper into the evergreen forest toward the dunes. The Christmas green branches of jack pines and white pines brush my shoulders. My mother’s shoulders are ornamented with wires...

Fernwood Cemetery

Hey Trixie, Meet us at the Fernwood Cemetery this Sunday- we’ll be passing through. Had to cut our trip short after Timmy drowned. Bummer about Duncan’s colitis- I didn’t know dogs can get that. Those medical bills must be astronomical! It’s 104 degrees at 9 am, we...

Picture postcards

After 60 years of marriage, my husband and I don’t travel anymore. He has difficulty walking – I feel sad for him when I watch him, bent over, taking short, hesitant steps, too proud to use a walker. Not even a cane. At the airport next month, when we fly out East to...

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