A Tiger on the Rue du B...

By Elizabeth Kuelbs
Savannah sneaks out of the hotel while her dad and Veronica rest up for more museums of naked cherubs and armless statues.

All White Male Authors ...

By Ran Walker
She bought him a book by John Barth as a birthday gift. “You like him, don’t you?” she asked.

Child Play

By Kendall Brunson
His daughters ran from the back of the yard screaming “Snake! Snake!” The poisonous water moccasin slithered after his children, but his wife was the first to react.

The Uncle

By Ron Hartley
I used to love to linger and breathe in the scent of our cluttered garage, and of dad’s old pick-up always parked there.

Building the Butternut

By Alisa Golden
It didn't seem right, but we set the clocks and got the children up at midnight to go out and yell at the squash.

“Exchange”

By M.J.Iuppa
In 1969, I became an exchange student. I left home to spend the summer with my girlfriend’s family.

Temporary Kin

By Tony Press
We soon realized we were both 15, but Freddy looked much older. He was taller, broader, even had the beginning of a mustache.

Things You Can Take

By Corey Miller
A name. A message. Nobody’s shit. A hike. A hit. A beating.

Oh, For a Bee’s Experie...

By Faye Brinsmead
The bee boards the crowded bus. Pulls out her copy of Emily Dickinson, plunges into its nectar.

Aweful

By Hannah Miet
She hated how easily he slept, his body draped on a diagonal across the bed. She could fit only when she curled herself into a ball.

Asparagus Pee

By Kim Magowan
Two days into the grim, doomed camping trip, Regina called off their wedding.

In Every Girl There Is ...

By Jonathan Cardew
In every forest there is a cabin. In every cabin there is a stove. In every stove there is an ash pile.

In This Drought

By Tommy Dean
Before, we blamed things on the rain: canceled parades, flooding and mudslides, flattened hair, postponed races, baseball games, our happiness.

Snowbird

By Maura Way
Doris’ balcony bends toward the sea. She is in a high rise looking down at birds. Gulls scream and fly north to the next resort.

Aunt

By Edvige Giunta
The 30-year-old recording carries little of my father’s sister, no more than she was in life, ever-present shadow of her mother...

Drive

By Maria Zoccola
After the diagnosis, Aunt Jessie quit teaching and bought a racecar, oxy-white, a real hot ride.

Hindsight

By Lisa Ahn
Trouble came because we didn’t waterproof the birdhouse. The paint held up, at first: a child’s pastel palette that drew sparrows and made the tree look festive.

Maze Runner

By James Yi
I have wandered this maze for long. The ground is jagged, the walls uneven. The path is never easy.

Yosemite

By Michele Finn Johnson
Ever since his wife Irma died, Martin's been starting fires. They were small fires at first—tea candles and Sterno...

Photo Story: Devil̵...

By Kathryn Kulpa
Some days there wasn’t enough starch in the world. Jessie’s shirtwaist wilted against her body. In the street the ice wagon raised baked-dust clouds.