On October 27, 2013, we lost Lou Reed, legendary front man of the Velvet Underground and […]
Prose
I was certain synaesthesia meant the simultaneous convergence of at least two senses, perhaps a paradox, sensual […]
Synaesthesia: Bronwyn Mills on Laurie Saurborn Young’s “Appearance of the ...
TQ2 Prose Open Runner-Up 1. And the waitress said, girls, grits is like grace. You don’t order […]
The Longevity of Bone by Laurel Blossom
1. No one who lives here really notices the twins of Walkchalk unless someone new […]
Twins by Gabriel Welsch
Everything tonight hinges on morning. In an Orthodox Jewish household, on a Friday, sundown is the […]
Come Morning By Temim Fruchter
I live in an intertidal zone. During low tide, herons peck in channels running through the […]
Intertidal Zone by Maria Finn
The train rattled through the dusk, the interior filled with black smoke that clung to Arthur’s lungs. […]
The Orphan Train by Leah Angstman
People with Parkinson’s can’t sing but they can take a tumble. My grazed father for example […]
Ring-A-Round The Rosie by Paul Lenehan
Book of the World Courant Second in a series of notes on writing, language, perception and power […]
Book of the World Courant: V – VII by Eric ...
On page one of Julie Marie Wade’s “Prose & Cons: Considerations of a Woman with Two Genres,” […]
Down at the Crossroads: Jessamyn Smyth on Julie Marie Wade’s ...
1. She saw him sitting in the door of his motel room, half in/half out, two […]
Diamond Vehicle by Caroline Picard
We are here for Lenny. She has chosen Raskolnikov’s night club […]