Vol. 7.3

Dreamland: A Short Play by Evan Guilford-Blake

Dreamland: A Short Play by Evan Guilford-Blake

Drama, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 Dedicated to the memory of Johnny McCulley For Roxanna Characters: GANDY – About 75 but full of piss and vinegar. He is as Irish as he chooses to be at any given moment, but there is always a lilt of […]

The Territory Ahead by Forrest Anderson

The Territory Ahead by Forrest Anderson

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 I don’t know how to begin to explain the letter my wife, Cameron, left waiting for me on the kitchen island like it was just another gas bill or catalogue from The Bombay Company. Printed in pencil on unlined notebook […]

Memento Mori by Elaine Chiew

Memento Mori by Elaine Chiew

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 Knit, knit, purl, purl. Fingers that tremble, muscles that have atrophied. My needles clack at cross-purposes. I’m still learning to hold them. I see the question in their eyes, what is he doing here? This is my fifth session. Never […]

Merry-Go-Round by Gabrielle Hovendon

Merry-Go-Round by Gabrielle Hovendon

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 1. Onions. This is what I tell you on the phone when I ask you to come over and give me stitches. I was slicing onions and the knife slipped. 1a. In the old days, you would have eyed my […]

The Gift by André le Roux

The Gift by André le Roux

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 She stood there, in the dark quiet morning, for nearly half an hour, and started to think that no one would come. There was a buzzer at the gate, but no way of telling whether anyone could hear it or […]

Bait by Sarah Marshall

Bait by Sarah Marshall

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 They are in the car now, the three of them: Laddy, Dodge, and Dill. Two boys and a girl. Laddy lies across the backseat and pushes her feet slowly out the window, which is broken open, a thin piece of […]

The Head of a Chicken by Murli Melwani

The Head of a Chicken by Murli Melwani

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 “What is the purpose of your visit?” I thought for a moment. The Immigration Officer looked, unblinking, into my eyes. “To visit my uncle, sir.” “What does your uncle do?” “He owns a tailoring shop, sir.” “You’re going to work […]

Kurdistan by Alex Poppe

Kurdistan by Alex Poppe

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 I am fifteen years old. My parents are dead. I have a blue bird puppet named Annie made out of that fake fur they use on fuzzy pencils in my carry-on, and a copy of To Kill a Mockingbird in […]

A Sonnet for Loneliness by A. Anupama

A Sonnet for Loneliness by A. Anupama

Poetry, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 I brush the hint from my sleeve in your honor, as true as a hart-hound in the snow, ice-dusty while waiting to train my ears to the whispered tenor of the forest. But winter sunsets are only silence, dusky and […]

My Mother’s Daughter by Alex Poppe

My Mother’s Daughter by Alex Poppe

Fiction, Vol. 7.3, Sept. 2013 Help Wanted In the truck we were mostly virgins. We had long slender torsos and still longer legs and manicured nails. Some of us were on the cusp of adulthood, having just graduated high school, and some of us still […]