Oatmeal by Patrick J. Zhou
Grandmother insisted the rashes, what WebMD said was dermatitis, was her body making scales. Armor. They remove elders from their homes here, she said. (The woman […]
Grandmother insisted the rashes, what WebMD said was dermatitis, was her body making scales. Armor. They remove elders from their homes here, she said. (The woman […]
The Mongoose took out a semi today according to the uncles and aunties. There was a blurry brown streak under the front wheel and the […]
Billy Janson likes to tell a story about the night he found a monster in a pothole outside of Cactus Flats, Texas. The first thing […]
The ghost bear rises up on its haunches. Candace, on its back, grips translucent fur as the memory of muscles shifts beneath her. Her older […]
It was just another walk in the park as I tried logging my necessary steps and subsequent hydration. I recently began eating sunflower seeds, popping […]
The cemetery had been nearing capacity when I was first buried, but this was getting ridiculous. The dirt shifts over my head, almost imperceptible. I […]
We decided to extend the trip by a few more days. Truth is, I wasn’t sure I wanted to, but it was where the path […]
We were all drifting off into a drugged-out sleep, more quicksand slumber because that’s the way gin drags you down under, when I realized that […]
Joy Ode From the center of a small town a well sings of all the children that have fallen in. It is a sad song—there […]
Tiny faces. Shy smiles on tiny faces. Sharp claws protrude from tiny hands on bodies that emerge at twilight. You’ll know it’s time when the […]
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