Catawba, Virginia by Allie Hoback
Catawba, Virginia nearest hospital: 20 miles My mother clings to the passenger side door of my father’s baby blue pick-up– to be traded for a minivan two years
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What happened to the Chinaberry Trees by Clarissa Kendall
we used to lay beneath each Sunday, hungry, hands like mouths on our answers, like tarnish on silver: didn’t we know the roots would remain—rely on the shade— permanence
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SkinWalker by Max Torti
in the back of my Mazda Minivan, steaming like, Hot Worms wriggling up, drowning like, Indiana Jones in some pit, slowly gurgling out the last slips of air. my
Happy Birthday by Marlon Mckay
“Are you sure you want to do this child? Once we start there is no turning back, you’ll be bound forever.” An elderly woman asked the young boy. The two
God’s Grand Bravado by Kenny Burchett
I am God’s grand bravado, temporal. Whose hairline recedes like trees forested on a fleeting ball of dirt, and water. Several teeth decayed have been extracted. Soft breasts