“How do you say that word?”: Choreopoems and Doing It for the Culture By Monica Prince The summer after I graduated high school, my sister called. “I need you to write something down, then go to the bookstore tomorrow and buy it,” she said. “Why?”...
Issue 13 / Spring 2018 I believe Misha may be dying. It is hard to tell. He weaves like a drunken sailor, hind feet slithering out from under him on the wood floor. He’d lost a third of his body weight when he went into the hospital two weeks ago; now that he’s...
Issue 13 / Spring 2018 The address on the flyer led him to a quiet industrial estate with a neon road sign: “Ready to change your life? TED IS HERE!”` Ken parked his dusty pick-up and checked his teeth. He had a pen in his jacket and clutched a new pocket-sized...
Part 2: Mission By Andrew Gifford In 1988, I fell in love with a book. It was a big hit. Translated into over a dozen languages and a critical darling, the book was Fatal Light by Richard Currey. It was a story about an unnamed young man from Parkersburg, West...
Issue 13 / Spring 2018 Jill stood at the end of the driveway, her hands cupped, nearly closed. One hand was full of cheese cubes, which left a residue on her skin. The other was full of apple slices, which left a sticky sweetness. She pushed her sunglasses down...
