"She stood up and left me there, covered in my own gore and staring at what I once considered a very vital piece of human anatomy floating in
By Corey Skatula"It was the summer of 1937, in the August of my thirteenth year, and two months before I would, because of what happened that day, leave home forever."
By Jay Neugeboren“Look. When it gets bad for me, I want you to do me just like you did that dog.”
By Woody Evans"She wasn’t one for icebreakers. I didn’t argue because she’d be dead soon besides."
By Eric BrewsterYoung men of the age / I’m thinking sit with empty spaces / between them at the movies
By Andrew McKernanYears ago, / I killed a lonely man, and after that, it was // still hard to say I didn't want him.
By Michelle Lin"It wants me. It does not seize me, but it is persuasive. Another mouthful of water."
By TJ HeffersJanelle thought meat would be big soon and we couldn’t wait. We wanted the next decade in our throats.
By Karen Skolfield"In the village, ancient baobabs grow pregnant with the bones of holy men and papered prayers, and in the city, small boys beg, tin cans to their elbow."
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