I haven’t played pickup basketball in a long time. I work remotely for my job, and a lot of that time I just work in bed…
Which World We’re In by Jason Schwartzman
Fear by Marianna Marlowe
….she anxiously inquires of her in-laws what to expect—mainly, will people in Syria speak English?
Review: A Certain Loneliness by Sandra Gail Lambert
A Certain Loneliness is a memoir that circles queerness, disability, independence, and the human struggle to connect.
Review: The Twenty-Seventh Letter of the Alphabet: A Memoir by Kim Adrian
Adrian writes her memoir as a glossary, starting with A and sharing her story though short vignettes….
Review: Us Girls by Rachael J. Hughes
When Hughes is 17 and still hasn’t gotten her period, she goes to a doctor who tells her she doesn’t have a uterus…
The Cyclops Child by Linda Stead
I was two years old when someone first noticed the squint. Mother thought it was nothing, but Aunty continued to plead week after week.
Portraits of a Dying Day by Laura Gilkey
She can’t sleep. The full moon is irrationally bright…. It’s chilly outside. She can’t stay warm, even with central heat and double blankets.
Sights of Narrowleaf Milkweed by Adriana Gonzalez
I haven’t worked out the details on how or when he dies, but I find myself weeping as I create glittered messes after finding an old photo of him wrapped in a green scarf.
The Gospel Bus by Jessica Reed
I’m waiting … while my mama picks out my Sunday School dress. It don’t matter to me which one she chooses, cuz I hate them all.
Nickel Men by Keith Skinner
It was the whoop of joy that drew me here, a boisterous din that soared above the cartoonish chime of slot machines ….
