Stories
Classics
The great season for reading is between eighteen and twenty-four.
Story of the Week
After seventeen years we’re parting ways. Breakups hurt, even this one.
Poem of the Week
We work to house the water yet know we cannot keep anything.
Story of the Week
She pictures her suitcase covered in blood, wishing for anything to happen.
Nonfiction
Any white man without a servant was presumed to be in need of help.
Story of the Week
Crescencia knew that it was a sin to be in love with a married man.
Poetry
How do we bury
the dead stacking up against our picture window?
the dead stacking up against our picture window?
Story of the Week
When the thugs from the bank showed, up my father laughed.
Story of the Week
It was more fun to get drunk with a friend than with a lover.
Story of the Week
We were aiming for a complete transformation of society.
Poetry
I could feel the floor’s slight pitch. We were in for a long, long voyage.
Short Shorts
He doesn’t have to lie about oatmeal. That’s the way things are for him.
Story of the Week
“We must also buy twenty acres or so. Life is becoming impossible.”
Nonfiction
He begins to realize that the impossible event may well be about to occur.
Poem of the Week
That cold green streak morning had nothing in common with us.
Poem of the Week
Claim to be Choctaw or Cherokee. Claim to be a princess too.
Story of the Week
“I know I am disabled. Technically. But I don’t feel that way.”
Poem of the Week
You are the only one who knows not to pour water on the flame.
Fiction
Wake up drenched in sweat, with fatigue that reaches to your marrow.
Poem of the Week
My advice would be not to trust. The ocean is just the ocean until I say otherwise.
Story of the Week
Ask your mother about babies. Ask her about the baby that died.
Fiction
Lily hated Ray’s cancer. She couldn’t see it or cure it.
Poem of the Week
He had come to weavers’ Harris to make some testament.
Readers' Narratives
There were a lot of weddings. The Lord was speaking to everybody.
Story of the Week
Our hopes swirled around the act of swallowing a teaspoon of yogurt.
