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| By Peter Kispert

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

Rush

The day after Austin gets promoted to manager, he asks me to visit him at the store, late. He lands on the word late, as if I could come to the mall in the afternoon while a few customers pore over an array of cubic zirconia on the flashy tiara heads of wedding rings. I’ve …

| By Allegra Hyde

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

Mobilization

We were multitudes, we were millions. We lived within dimensions up to fifty feet long, fourteen feet high, but never more than nine feet wide. We were drivers, asphalt-lickers, road-runners, gearheads: the denizens of motorhomes who rolled across the country en masse, a fleet of rubber-soled seekers. We were a city on wheels. A city …

| By Carolyn Ferrell

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

You Little Me

God please forgive please. Athena was a lot slimmer than me in those days but still could pack a punch. At first I thought she took out my left front tooth but when I put my hand there to feel, it was only blood. Reasons for needing my tooth included Shanelle’s Big Homecoming Party where …

| By Joel Hans

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

Two Decorated Skulls in the Miramonte Swamp

Mom and I ran to the end of a just-built trail around a lake that formed when the river flowed for a hundred days straight and flooded a basin that was once 800 single-family homes. No, flood is the wrong name for the rains, which came and came and came until we accepted that we …

| By Josh Bell

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

Meet Cute 1989

She was a senior at Eastview and her name was Tally Wright and he was this younger left-handed kid called Dinsmore. She was a Libra and she didn’t believe in ghosts and she was thinking seriously of Hollywood and he was an inch taller than she and he’d read fewer books and they’d never spoken …

| By Geoffrey Becker

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

Six Haircuts

1. They never remembered me, even after I’d been going there for two years, which meant I got asked the same questions each visit. Did I have the day off from work? Did I live nearby? Both had hearing loss, so I had to shout all my answers, often twice. Both smoked, and their hands …

| By Philip Anderson

[ Issue Issue #16 ]

Character Study

I wouldn’t call myself a muse. We were just fooling around, but it was regular enough that I started to spend nights and stay for breakfast even though I don’t really eat breakfast, but I always pretended I wanted scrambled eggs and herbed goat cheese and half of his berry smoothie because he thought I …

| By Sadia Quraeshi Shepard

[ Issue Issue #15 ]

In This Envelope

1. There is a photograph of my home in Karachi. If you look carefully, you can see me waving from the second story window, my three brothers playing cricket in the street below. In the photograph I am wearing a white dress. I am about eight years old. Both of my parents are sitting on …

| By Jessica Francis Kane

[ Issue Issue #15 ]

Family Weekend

All over town the euonymus is as red as you’ve ever seen it, bright bushes of flame dotting the landscape. You think of blood but also tell yourself to look up that passage in the Bible about Moses and the bush. Everyone says it is a gorgeous autumn, more vivid than it has been in …

| By Kirk Wilson

[ Issue Issue #15 ]

Tapioca

The botanist made a lot of money breeding soybeans that would grow in dust. He didn’t care much for the money and had no interest in knowing how much of it he had. He lived in a cheap motel and wore clothes from second-hand stores. His advancement in soybean horticulture came through a combination of …