Photo Story: Rain City

By Lucie Bernheim
Ben gets up to wash the dishes. I down the glass of wine I was drinking and pour myself another. My arm cast almost knocks the bottle over, but he saves it.

15 Days Till Day Care

By Roberta Beary
We arrive at 7 a.m., starving. Their note says, "Help Yourself." We finish an open bag of pistachios. Baby wakes, crying while frozen breast milk thaws.

Vertical Travel

By Ron Nyren
The summer of no breeze, six men carried an enormous fan up the stairs of my grandmother’s four-story townhouse and installed it in the roof.

Promethea

By Cheryl Pappas
Her body, infinitesimal, wends and winds blind in the dampening soil. Her body, black and lustrous yellow after black and lustrous yellow, arches and creeps down again...

A State of Great Fullness

By Ciera Burch
When she was little, she thought being full meant being filled, head to toe, with food.

Attachment

By Joshua Michael Johnson
“How’d my hair even get in here?” she asks, scrubbing inside the fridge. “The same way it gets everywhere,” replies the man who’s found her hair where it could not be ...

Photo Story: Scrubbing In

By Joe Bernardi
For the first time that night, she paused. The sink flooded her memory.

Vows

By Kara Vernor
She says she’ll never marry. She’s 18 and wants the open road, wants sex in every United State. She’s sampled only the West Coast, though heavily.

Plans

By Andrew O. Dugas
The nurse checking your vitals has plans. She's distracted. You've been in the hospital long enough to know the shift is almost over.

Photo Story: Woman Keeps Dead Husband’s Teeth on the Nightstand

By Sarah Freligh
Friday is Mrs. Judson’s, her marble-topped table that refuses to give up its smudges no matter how hard I polish.

Photo Story: Taillights

By Jimmy Leonard
We’re forty minutes outside of Sacramento when traffic crawls to a stop. Luggage racks, loose clothes, dogs yipping out windows.

Stained Lips

By Jan Elman Stout
She dabs her lips with Faithful Fawn. He hovers behind, runs his fingers through his graying hair, eyes fixed on his reflection. How do I look? Her mouth forms a perfect “O,” presses shut.

Full Cold Moon

By Gay Degani
They bear witness, the girl and the supermoon, pinned to different worlds. She studies the ocean, chin on knees, toes buried in cooling sand...

Child’s Play

By Melanie Bui Larsen
The first thing we noticed after breaking into his room was the mess. Mounds of clothing and food wrappers rose like rock formations.

An Addition to the Family

By Lavanya Vasudevan
They smell the same, your woman and child, drenched in the sweet of milk and the salt of sweat.

Candymen

By Mir-Yashar Seyedbagheri
Matthew and his sister throw Junior Mints at the movies. It’s their childhood ritual, a ritual recently reclaimed.

Aches and Pains

By Lora Kilpatrick
We sit on ash heaps, picking our scabs. We’ve learned not to feel the hunger or pain anymore.

Photo Story: Senaida

By Shara Concepción
First came the missionaries, their soft limbs sifting debris; their sloughing faces beading saltwater, full of want for remembrance. Gone, the clamor of rebuilding.

You Gotta Know Your Territory

By Paul Beckman
I called my wife from the road and told her that the sales were slow and I was going to cross the state line into Nebraska and try to open some new territory and we exchanged I love yous...

School Run

By Lucy Goldring
force children buggy bags through front door walk fast walk faster break into jog point out dog shit are we late mum no it’s fine just haven’t got time to spare…