Birth Plan by Hannah Storm

This plan records your hopes for your labour and the birth of your child You can change your mind about these wishes at any time. Your name: You will answer to your given name until you give birth. From then…

The In-Between Space by Lydia Gregovic

When I tell people about it now, they ask me why I never saw the signs. Like those color blindness tests teachers would hand out in elementary school, my friends assume the red flags were obvious to everyone but me—a…

The Ring by Elyse Giaimo

“I’m afraid. I don’t know what to do when it happens,” I sob into the receiver. Her voice advises, unwittingly, “Just step out of the ring.” A common affliction in boxers is chronic traumatic encephalopathy; brain atrophy. They become punch…

On Crosby Beach by Helen Matthews

Your image evolves on my timeline, reminding me today is your birthday. In the photo, you’re wearing a sage-green shirt and I remember we cropped it to fit your Facebook profile. Was I wrong to urge you to forgo the…

Here Comes the Orange by Chris Milam

The color orange. As I stare intently at the flat-screen, my defeated eyes are searching for the only thing that matters, something that could turn lead into gold, or more modestly, stave off that sinking feeling of failure for the…

Smile for the Virgin, Boys by Hannah Storm

I reach for my rum, swallow it and the colonel’s words. “If you hear the gun fire, you’re probably all right.” I want to believe what he told me, but I don’t know how much I would have to drink…

How not to be a Massage Therapist by Mary Thompson

After drifting around the world for months, take a massage course in Bali, then slope back to London and move in with Takeshi, a man you barely know, a socially awkward Japanese man with a lost dog expression, who lives…

The Square on the Hypotenuse by Sarah Mosedale

Black objects absorb heat better than white ones. The sun is approximately 93 million miles away. The square on the hypotenuse equals the sum of the squares on the other two sides. But only in a right angled triangle. Don’t…

All the Secrets I’ll Never Tell by Philip Webb Gregg

Molly was the first girl I ever fancied. There was something loose in her eyes, something frantic and unsatisfied. Her father was a violent man. Her mother was wild and free- a risk lover. Molly spent most evenings at our…

There Are No Sea Creatures by Sophie van Llewyn

2. The Waves are churning like my stomach does when I’m hungry and the sand is wet. Of the two, my mother knows best, because her back rubs against it and the two plastic bottles beneath her, which crackle every…

A Moment, A Song by Rica Lewis

We saunter into the hotel lobby, wet flip flops slapping the tiles. I choose a wobbly table and sit, scan the room: A young mom and her lanky husband, flinging a baby in the air, a group of sunburned beach…

A Reckoning by Sarah Arantza Amador

I understand the Witch now. A little over a year ago, I succumbed to a bad flu — the kind of true influenza that leaves you dry, spent, delirious. Alone in my home, I remember floating into the unlit bathroom…