A few weeks before Frank’s 80th birthday, he and Lucy visited a young doctor – nearly a generation younger than their own children – who said Frank had Alzheimer’s and things could get bad, fast….
Browsing Category Prose, Poetry, and Art
Silent Movie
To rearrange the actors again and want life to imitate art, to want my mother to stop batting her eyelashes and lying upon the train tracks. To want the truth and not some family folklore,…
Birds by Lizz Huerta
My brother Oscar’s burning sage again. Some new white girl must be over, feeling like she’s about to be one with the sacred wheel of the fucking universe. I look out the window, there’s a…
Tanka (The Cursed Sapling) by Jenna Le
I’d rather make a bonfire by heaping the hazel eyes of my dead forebears than break off a branch of that dried-up hazel tree you once straddled like a horse
The Flotsam Conundrum by Jacob Appel
She knew dogs and I knew boats, so we were an ideal team. On paper, at any rate. In reality, we started arguing while still loading the empty cages into the runabout. “You’d kill two…