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3:30 PM The faded reflection of your own face in your laptop screen as you sit in the passenger seat typing outside of your daughter’s elementary school. As you approach the words that you need, as you change the tense, change the tension by framing […]

I wanted to lick the small of her back, to taste the fuzz of her skin and bite into it like a ripe peach.   I wanted to become so close with her that we would become one person, that her pain would be mine and […]

I am struggling to get the credit card out of my small coin purse when she says it. I pause blankly before looking up at her behind the counter. The rich maroon wall of the café highlights her bronze cheeks and extends her warm smile. […]

We promised that nothing would part us – not even death –  so we stay together after the accident.    We lean our car seats back and listen to music, just like before.  You tell me about your first concert, your first joint, your first high […]

1. Two cars are driving toward one another to go to Ryan’s houseparty. Amy leaves Town A at 9pm traveling at 60 miles per hour. Wes departs Town B at 9:15pm traveling at 70 miles per hour. The distance between Town A and Town B […]

It is in August when the rains fall thickly and your ghost disappears. I am seated on the porch swing, my feet dusting the floorboards, our farm fields overrun and expansive in the distance. I am work-weary, grief-stricken, manifesting moisture of any sort. Our son […]

(mac)ro(mic) readers who’ve been here for a while will remember The Bridge by Lucy Zhang, a haunted (and haunting) flash we ran back in December of 2019. Lucy has a brilliant new chapbook out from Thirty West called Hollowed, and Editor-In-Chief Nick Olson recently had […]

Her finger, tucked under his top lip, roved over his top front teeth. He wondered how much longer she needed. She had been kind—her veiny hand was sheathed in a blue plastic glove, but still, the bare unpleasantness was hard to bat away. She could […]

CW suicide, abuse My grandmother described my dad’s penultimate suicide attempt in 2018 como un milagro through both of our tears over the phone when I found out about his overdose. I hadn’t talked to the man in years, and quite frankly, I was terrified. […]

It’s all about the light. It’s in the light. The light, the light. I repeat my mantra over and over again for 20 minutes every day as I bathe in the multi-spectrum glow of my SAD lamp, darkness hiding in the periphery like a hunter […]

Most days, every day if he could, a certain man tried to make something. Some days he made one thing, other days another. Then, one day, the man’s doctor gave him the news that, though he would more likely survive, he also might die any […]

You wake up around midnight and through your closed eyelids you can already sense the brightness of the moon: someone forgot to close the curtains. A week ago was the last supermoon of the year but, for reasons scientists cannot explain, the moon forgot to […]