The Birth
She paced restlessly around her study, a hand to the small of her back. Why wouldn’t it come? It felt like she’d been carrying this child forever. Well, when you counted all the years she’d dreamed, imagined,...
Fiction / Print pp. 2–3Texts / Written Works
Written Index
Poetry, fiction, essays, criticism, and hybrid works arranged as an archival reading table.
Chrysalis
Patty pushes open the shop door and we see, in the short time we’ve been inside, that the moths have invaded the town, their fragile bodies flitting past the moon, parking lot littered with white wings. They...
Fiction / Print pp. 12–13In Medias Res
Mabel parks behind a long line of vehicles on the road’s shoulder, grabs her camera from the passenger seat, and starts walking towards Peter’s house. Only a mile out of town, yet rural, she can hear chickens...
Fiction / Print pp. 30–32