The highway to the campground cuts through the granite Laurentian Plateau like a desiccated wound. It’s been twenty five years since I’ve retraced this road and, though the comfort stops along the route have been expanded and streamlined, the forest and rock remain the same: Ancient, silent and unflinching.I was fourteen when we retreated South … Continue reading Short Story Review: Laughter Among the Trees by Suzan Palumbo
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The Gremlin’s Library: “The Dead, In Their Uncontrollable Power” by Karen Osborne
I am notoriously bad at keeping up with New Things. I have a bit of a wandering magpie's approach to fiction; I get to things when I get to them, pick up what interests me at random, and am otherwise incredibly unpredictable. That said, this year, I've made an actual effort to keep up with … Continue reading The Gremlin’s Library: “The Dead, In Their Uncontrollable Power” by Karen Osborne
Short Story Review: “I live with him, i see his face, i go no more away” by Helen Oyeyemi
Some girls wearing school uniform (lucky girls) helped me fold up the frills at the bottom of the skirt so that it didn't scrape the floor. It was really too much. I wanted to kill myself. I know you hate it when I say that, and of course I don't mean it when I say … Continue reading Short Story Review: “I live with him, i see his face, i go no more away” by Helen Oyeyemi
Short Story Review: Of Warps and Wefts by Innocent Chizaram Ilo
In his other life, my husband is another woman’s wife. This does not perturb me. What sprinkles fear-flakes on my bones is the dark splotches my husband’s spouse leaves on his brown skin. She makes it obvious. Her catawampus nails burrow deep into the suppleness of my husband’s back, her torrid lips besmirch my husband’s … Continue reading Short Story Review: Of Warps and Wefts by Innocent Chizaram Ilo
Short Story Review: Lost Girl by Catherine Lundoff
Now I am just here… waiting. Watching you steam off the dreadful living room wallpaper through my transparent body. Feeling you shiver when I run my fingers down your arm. Longing to caress your flesh when you undress and sink rapidly into lukewarm water in the claw foot tub in the bathroom. Wanting you to … Continue reading Short Story Review: Lost Girl by Catherine Lundoff
