Had she spoken too harshly? Had she accidentally told him to map pugmarks, or misspoken? No, don’t do that, she told herself. Don’t let him gaslight you.
Browsing Category Prose, Poetry, and Art
The Third Date by Julie Wernersbach
The eggs come out of her mouth whole, one by one. Plain brown eggs, same as you’d buy at the supermarket. “Does it feel like they’re coming faster?” Belinda rocks forward at the kitchen table….
Marilyn Stablein’s Found-Object Assemblages
Marilyn Stablein is an artist and writer who creates assemblages from re-purposed and found objects. In her words, the objects’ origins are “unknown, unchartable. They evoke and personify mystery. Shape, form, condition, past function and new…
The Silk Mothers by Mackenzie Bethune
I’m thinking of my own mother as I lay my children down in the incubator in the nursery. I can see their tiny bodies writhing beneath the filmy layer of the eggshell. We separated the…
Comes and Goes by Ora and Benny Segalis
— Benny Segalis was born in Jerusalem and attended the School of Arts at Washington University in St Louis, Parsons School of Art, The New School, and Chicago Art Institute. Her work was exhibited…