Author: macromic


After four incredible years, it’s time to say goodbye. Running this mag has been one of my proudest achievements, but I feel I’ve done all I set out to do. I want to thank our contributors for making this place as special as it was, […]


A LEGO crypt by Emily O. Gravett

I hear rummaging sounds coming from the backseat, where my daughter Essie is sitting. She’s brought a bunch of LEGOs in a Ziplock bag for the car ride and she’s fishing for pieces. It’s loud and annoying, but I don’t say anything. My mom gave […]


Today Years Old by Aiden Grace Smith

Our eyebrows were already weird by the time we met. We were not new, but we had not been waiting, either. We came trailing wedding rings, dildos, mortgages, baby bottles, prom dresses, surgical histories, seltzer makers, dead transmissions, at-home injection kits, rosary beads, old photographs […]

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Quarry Light by Edie Meade

Limestone country, where the quarry growls in heat thunder over the fields: we’re driving to find the place Dad wanted his ashes interred. Tonight Mark and I bring the boys to a cabin so quiet we can hear the electric lines of the high pylons […]


Lessons by A.D. Sui

Five. Grandfather teaches me how to hold a butterfly without crumpling its wings. He raises his red sweater arms high above his head and tells me to wait. The early July morning is humid. I rock between my feet, sweating and impatient. One butterfly sits […]


Sunlight by Scott Neuffer

Time is a motherfucker. Time wears a belt of iron. But Arden’s words fall up. The sun a tickled curtain. She touches the throat of God. There is no God. She takes out the trash. The trees whisper: Victory is false. My heart is a […]

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3:30 PM and Laramie by C.C. Russell

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 […]

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