Your existential dread must reach a crescendo. Your fifteen-year-old daughter Brie walks into your study to tell you, “Dad, can you not...

Today, a surprise snowstorm in April, after sunny and 70s, just in time for our re-meeting. The snow falls as stinging rain, freezing our...

Catch my eye again Misery and hope lumped together I swore I’d curse your presence, but sprinkles fall softly on this barren ground The...

Stripper Me stares sallow-faced from the mirror, unlit cigarette in hand. The dancer prepares. Isn’t this a Degas painting? Stripper Me’s...

You are the green apple of my green eye the chambers of the moon in my cratered heart the orange tree bobbing its summer orange over the...

You remember your knees giving out, and that you nearly take a bulletin board with you— a poster of Marsha P. Johnson— on the way down....

A gentle weight in my bones thick and slow like honey an ache softly tenderizing my body this is the knowing the careful, familiar...

Your cool breath skimming the underside of my thighs is the closest I’ll come to making love. This does not sadden me. I have tasted the...

Floating in the space between our truths We hold hands, interlocking our fingers As if pure will can keep us from drifting apart But you...

I. The cherry blossom tree outside the bathroom window is in bloom — really and truly blooming — the first time Jiyoon notices the abyss...

Mia flicked ash from the end of her cigarette into the ashtray. The photo had been posted 29 minutes ago, and she couldn’t stop staring...

Climbing higher with you was the first drug, my first rush. I once rolled on a stone as I jumped, and you caught my arms in yours and...

You are taught you can be anything you want, but whatever you can’t choose Haunts you in the cold bath And in the mirror that has her...

Ego In the moment that Daniel quite literally took your breath away, you still heard the alarm in your mother’s voice on the phone in...

*Some parts of this story and names have been changed to protect those being written about Childhood It started with my mother. She’s the...

When you picked two fresh gardenias, perfume pumping, packed them in a box to cross a continent, kept from sun, I asked why you’d deliver...

2021 Flash Fiction Contest Runner Up “I didn’t make New Year’s resolutions,” Ed told Candice. Then he paused and said, “Well. I did...

2021 Flash Fiction Contest Winner Every night the birds, trees, cat in her lap. The sky. Stars pinned here, planets there. You know, the...

Step 1: At 20 years old, break off your engagement to a religious fanatic after you start to question God’s existence. Realize that’s...

It’s not every day that your Dad returns from the dead. Not your typical Wednesday night, if you know what I mean. We’re sitting around...