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Fiction: The Attack

Summer 2015 ♦

An excerpt from The Nine Lives of Loody Tibbett, a novel in progress Day 1 Iron. Sodium. Lightning. Wind. Stars. Day 10 There’s a flap and roll to it, the kind of soft thunder you hear when you hang sheets on the line and a strong wind comes while you’re…

Stalking the White Deer

Natalie Sypolt ♦

Spring 2015 ♦

Fiction

Dalton stalked the white deer. It became his obsession, like finding that thing and owning it in a hard, bloody way would fill a hole neither of us could name. We were newly married then and him just back from the war. He’d been home about a year, but it…

Still Life in Townsend

Melanie K. Hutsell ♦

Winter 2015 ♦

Fiction

1. Stevie Gibson never did like the picture, but she never did take it down. A dead pheasant still fully feathered, a bowl of oranges, a green glass goblet of wine, and an hourglass were arranged upon a pale tablecloth of folds and wrinkles, all against a shadowed background. She…

Foundered

A.W. Marshall ♦

Summer 2014 ♦

Fiction

“Someday you’ll be dead and everyone else can eat,” Iris said, after Floyd took the last of the mashed potatoes without asking if anyone wanted more. “Don’t nod your head at me like that. I know what you’re thinking.” “Shut up or I’ll kick you into the living room,” he…

The Big Chair

Patti Frye Meredith ♦

Winter 2014 ♦

Fiction

Joanne stood by her car in the parking lot of Blue Hills Nursing Home and filled her lungs with cold October air. She’d spent the last hour sweet-talking her mother into eating tiny spoonfuls of mashed potatoes and gravy, waxy green beans, and stringy chicken. She took another deep breath…