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I don’t even remember his name

By | 2022-06-15T12:28:15-07:00 June 23rd, 2022|Categories: Issue 136: 23 June 2022|Tags: , , , |

By Sarah Gundle   Something made me think of him. For days now, it has been bothering me: I can’t remember his name. I can recall many of our conversations, the gentle character of his voice, the resignation in his eyes, but not his name. I’ve wracked my brain. I saw him almost twenty years ago [...]

How to Eat a Soldier

By | 2019-10-30T23:02:05-07:00 October 31st, 2019|Categories: Issue 97: 31 October 2019|Tags: , , , , , |

By Matt Pasca   Lobsters mate for life—on menus they are called lobster. And all’s fair in fowl: duck called duck, chicken chicken—the winged as unrenamed as the sea. But cow & pig & deer, stars of the big screen as Elsie & Babe & Bambi— we unmammal their meat with abstraction: Beef. Pork. Venison. At [...]

Life Is Glass

By | 2019-05-27T14:32:10-07:00 May 30th, 2019|Categories: Issue 87: 30 May 2019|Tags: , , , , , , |

By Phyllis Klein   “There are so many fragile things, after all. People break so easily, and so do dreams and hearts.”      – Neil Gaiman, Fragile Things   Breaking: Buzz of a bone fractured, burst of a bowl hitting the floor, boom of a heart splitting. Please like me. A dream as it shatters. Please think [...]