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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...

Unknown Rays

Hi everyone! Sorry I've been a little absent. Life happening big time this month. Here's a shortie:   Unknown Rays Hannah watches as Mr. Hans gathers his friends, their glasses clinking with jewel-toned drinks they spill over carpets and tables full of half-eaten...

Cento for the Mutilated World

We are all burning in time, but each is consumed in the bounds of white, and heartless fields–– dots of cyclamen-red and maroon. This morning with a blue flame burning, my nerves open to air like something skinned,             And the sky! With the steadfast...

heartwood

          There is a price to opening one’s heart to beauty.                     —Jim Harrison   let the jazz initiate blow those sour notes of learning though the walls are tabloid page thin distance translates   the scales become the disjointed melody of a...

Meta Metaphors

All of the leavings have left me brittle dusty bodies whisper in the night at first light I camouflage myself under a pile of caramel orange leaves slip into inviting earth unsubscribe from my body of pain join the departed Reunite     drift up to weightless...

It’s Only Time

This was inspired by the prompt of what you or your character would do if you had only one year to live (or something like that.)   Metastasized.   But where? Everywhere. No, not possible. There is no appendix, gall bladder, uterus, but … Cancer-thirsty cells...

We Don’t Need Another Birddog

If I ever have a wife, there’s no way I’ll buy another hunting jacket over fixing the leaky toilet and the broken backdoor lock and if I have a family, I won’t drag them from one dirty rental in Jacksonville to another when the rent is late because I spent my paycheck...

Lost and Found at the Furry Convention

LOST AND FOUND AT THE FURRY CONVENTION My kid’s fourteen. One of the few children at the convention. It’s open to all ages until dusk comes, when the adult-only parties begin. She’s not wearing a fursuit. She’s in jeans and a Goblincore tee. But she’s wearing a...

1. Torare, & 2. At the Point of Dismissal

(Two with a common element: Walk through your fear.)   Torare   Deserve what you get. Wrong place, wrong time, each time, no matter. That walk-through fear quote just grammalot. A motto to repeat. One long shriek penetrates the ear. An image of me projects...

Haunts

I order an old fashioned at Finnegan’s. Lean in, loose and loquacious, and offer to buy the lady next to me a round. She turns white in her twill blazer and vanishes. I tip my glass to the void, noticing for the first time that the whole bar is lousy with ghosts in...

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