Glue by Emily Harrison

The console table is more than a console table, but you don’t know that yet, not when Ma says you can put it in your bedroom, if you want. It’s only gathering dust in the loft. Pop built the console table for Ma’s eighteenth birthday. […]

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Montreal Triptych by Karen Zey

You and me, babe, against the world. I recite the charm against contagion at the start of every neighbourhood walk. As my husband and I leave the yard, I reach for his hand and say the words. If I forget, he stops on the sidewalk […]

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More Pennies by Yash Seyedbagheri

After Dad leaves for another drinking session, my older sister Nancy and I look for snack money under ripped sofas and Dad’s second-hand futon, which smells like sweat and stale feet. I’m thirteen, she’s sixteen.  We dig beneath every cushion, craning our necks. We look […]

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Sofia by Catherine Bloomer

In the haze of twilight, she felt both confident and then, suddenly, at a loss when she tripped over a pile of garbage on Broadway. It was light enough for her to see, but dark enough that in this moment she had been careless, not […]

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Memory Care by Anita G. Gorman

Herman wanted to meet a normal woman. He hated using the word normal. It seemed so passé, perhaps even bigoted. But all the women he met these days were abnormal. Herman was a patient at Happy Days Assisted Living Center in Ashleyville, Ohio. He was […]

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#3 Please by Blake L Bell

I’m craving barbecue on a Friday, thinking, maybe. I skip filling up and head straight home from work. My car runs on hope alone. Except it doesn’t. It gets all sputtery and weird, forces me to stop at a gas station outside my neighborhood. I put […]

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