As a newborn, my daughter hated being static. Whether bouncing, rocking, jiggling, or swinging, she made clear that she preferred to be moving.
The Swing by Ruth Kogen Goodwin
Good to the Girls by Paula Martinac
The doors slide open and your stomach flips. The Commissioner is standing in the car, alone.
Bathtub Dishes at the Witching Hour by Tamzin Mitchell
“You came to Berlin to wash dishes in the bathtub,” teases Lijana, my landlady.
Another Kiss Goodbye, Comrade Drena by Sean Finucane Toner
I’m not one for clams, or bars, but she liked a California Sour with her lunch, and she was known there.
Dem Bones by Michael Sausun Shirzadian
“Dem Bones,” my father says in his heavy Persian accent. It’s a trochee, the way he says it—like my own name, like my brother’s.
The Good Death by Cecily Blench
There was something strangely appropriate about being asked to help lower my grandmother’s coffin into the ground.
The Kiss by Bridget Kevane
We felt safe, even cozy, in our home, eight of us wandering around like a wolf pack…
The Butcher of Walthamstow by Amrita C
For a second he’d be distracted and the salami slicer would cut right through his thumb, I imagined.
Review: Starting with Goodbye by Lisa Romeo
…Lisa Romeo explores her relationship with her doting yet distant father after his death …
Review: My Body, My Words: A Collection of Bodies, edited by Loren Kleinman and Amye Archer
One of the genius aspects of this anthology is the editors’ have clearly selected short pieces by design.
