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Excerpt: Sarah Ann Winn

From Portage Float July fourth. Baseball’s on the radio, a steady hum from the garage outlasts the locusts for an inning. Tonight the fireworks will splay and fall over the lake, but now in the lull after picnic, a little work sweetens the languor. A hymn of mending to be done, perpetual hum in work … Continue reading

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Story: Janet Buck

The Windbreaker Outside the house, winds flood the cracking patio with mounds of leaves, twigs from next door’s apple tree. Orange poppies hit the ground, hard and fast in giant piles. Climbing roses made of peaches pull at staples stamped on an aging fence. Alyssum jewels disappear in one white cloud. I’m fretting how it … Continue reading

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Book Review: The Blue Box by Ron Carlson

by Maggie Trapp The Blue Box By Ron Carlson Red Hen Press. 77 pages. $14.95 Ron Carlson writes in an endearing deadpan. His work skewers as it makes us think twice. The flash fiction and poems that make up his new volume, The Blue Box, do not miss a beat and never waste a word. … Continue reading

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Poem: Monique Gagnon German

What I’m Driving At In the space between songs on the disk, I decide: lane change, hear tic-tic in the silence between strands of music, as if the blinker is talking to the white line beneath saying yes, this is my intent and the line suddenly breaks up laughing in agreement. It is easy to … Continue reading

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Excerpt: Myfanwy Collins

From The Book of Laney I’d been staring at the fire for a long time when Meme offered me lunch. “I’m not hungry,” I said. Meme rolled her eyes at me and sat herself down at the table anyway. She ate an enormous sandwich made on homemade bread. It looked good and I was hungry, … Continue reading

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Story: G. K. Adams

Ranson Hangs On Ranson leapt from the running board of the truck before it came to a full stop, flung the garbage can lid onto the street with a clang, inhaled the stench of rotting bones and flesh, heaved the contents of the can into the back of the garbage truck, flipped the can beside … Continue reading

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Poem: Meggie Royer

Scenes from a Marriage Grandmother dug him out of the lake next to the wood, his fingers curled around reeds, pockets threaded with silt. A small frog tucked into his cufflinks, their silver long tarnished into copper, its belly bloated with sound. We sat him at the dinner table; she wanted to place an orange … Continue reading

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Three Questions: Tayve Neese

We featured an excerpt from Tayve Neese’s Blood to Fruit (David Robert Books, 2015)  in March. Her work has appeared in literary journals including Fourteen Hills, The Paris Review (daily online edition), MiPOesias, Fifth Wednesday Journal, and others. She is the Executive Editor of Trio House Press, an independent press publishing distinct and innovative voices of emerging and … Continue reading

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Excerpt: Ruth Foley

From Creature Feature Dear Larry Talbot I used to know a man like you: the scarce veneer of skin across the beast, the claw curled in a hand. I used to wait for him to snarl or snap, to say I drove him to it like your autumn moon. I recognize your startled heat, your … Continue reading

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Story: Paul Hadella

Crab Meat For a good month or so, Mom was going at it double-barrel with the rosary beads. The black ones, she’s always had. But the brown ones, neither me or my brother had ever seen. They just showed up in her hands one night—with the black ones on her lap—when we came into the … Continue reading

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