
Butter Dish by Melissa Dittrich
I knocked over the butter dish while going to spread some on a slice of the bread Mom had just made. I went to grab […]
I knocked over the butter dish while going to spread some on a slice of the bread Mom had just made. I went to grab […]
I only wanted to be held. To feel the heat of another wrapped up within my wings. To tumble against one another in a crowded […]
Through the window, I observe the man from the jackets of my overdue library books. He broods in a cafe booth. A bell jingles as […]
The garage lights come on in two sequences. There’s Dad’s table saw. Bottles of rat poison. Millie’s bike, under a blue tarp. There’s something else, […]
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It’s often that I hear him that I’m already awake, but just so, teased across the membrane of sleep with a toe or two, with […]
There, not there, once upon a time, was a wife. One morning, the wife woke up and the husband was gone. He had forgotten to […]
My real estate agent emits a tropical smell. He stands too close to me in the empty apartment and gestures at the crown moldings by […]
When I was young, I learned how to fly. I placed an array of pixels together until they were a 4D 8-bit flying contraption.Maybe it […]
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