Issue One

5 Role-Playing Scenarios

1.   You: mailman Me: an orange   Juice me with your mailman thighs Make me pulp citrus quench queen Mat the hair curling out of your short brown shorts with sticky juice Slosh me in your cupped hands Your cupped hands whose fingers could have ripped open so...

Words for Snow

Nobody tells the truth about childhood. Not even me, though I will try. As a child I recall writing a story about First Nations, about a caribou hunt and a girl who pretended to be a boy so that she could hunt. These days that would be considered cultural...

No New Negotations

I asked you to bring me chocolate chips You brought me a river Really, I said It’s healthier, you replied Slipping into the light as I drank the cool water   I shouldn’t ask you to bring me things   I’m trying on all these people I could become Like someone...

Ash

I didn't mean to cheat on Sarah. First she had the flu for two weeks and then she left on a trip. Next thing I knew I hadn't seen her in a month. That's when I ran into my ex-girlfriend Carla at the grocery store. Thing is, I forgot Sarah and Carla knew each other....

Bug Water

Milton Berle bought a hot dog at the I-80 Stuckey’s near Booneville, Iowa. True. I wasn’t there, but I believe it. Summers during high school, I worked at that Stuckey’s. Sixteen miles West of Des Moines, I pumped gas and sold pecan nut rolls although I never ate that...

Godless

You were like a hundred tiny spaceships searching for new life or maybe you were just a girl who's been shot in the back of the head and how joy never fit you or me well and how blood pooled from your skull into your lap and onto the floor board under a night so...

Your First Friday Night At The Movies

You will find rainbow vomit simmering under humming, buzzing, tubes attached to the ceiling; you will find disgust taped to the commodes of toilet bowls, and cigarette butts will be drinking radioactive water, glowing and bubbling. Thirty steps later, you will find...

A Marriage

We never talked about the job I lost and how long it took to get one back.   We never discussed the children I dreamt of but waited too long to have.   We never mentioned the miscarriage.   Instead, we quarreled over the dishes, the trash, the remote...

The XYZ Affair

Citing a lack of respect from the literary community, the last three letters of the alphabet have announced their intention to secede. X, Y, and Z released a statement: For too long we accepted the status quo, relegated to the end of every list, and lumped together in...

Set Space

We cannot be defined by where we’ve been. We seem to collect moments, hoard them like music collections. Sometimes acknowledging that this instant in time is a transforming coordinate, you going off on the X axis, me the Y, but this other moment we’ve selected is...

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