Fiction 8.2

Two-Handed Nicolina Sketch by Mia Avramut

Two-Handed Nicolina Sketch by Mia Avramut

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 When Nicó plaited her pigtails, she drove a dry sprig of broomcorn sorghum, the kind that’s used to weave brooms, right into the heart of the snaky tresses behind her ears. “For mystery preservation,” she would say, and we all […]

Ankita by Vimi Bajaj

Ankita by Vimi Bajaj

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 Sonali’s blouse was stained with large circles of sweat. She was losing her patience in the heat. She walked to the back of the classroom and flipped a switch as the children settled into their seats. The rusty cooler made […]

Fluency by Anne Colwell

Fluency by Anne Colwell

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 Manuel Ordero knew exactly the moment he fell in love with his brother’s wife. It was a Tuesday morning in May and he was sitting in the kitchen drinking café con leche and helping Josefa get the children ready for […]

One Last Time by Brandon Daily

One Last Time by Brandon Daily

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 When Charlie Gregg opened the door to see his younger brother Sammy on the other side, he knew something was wrong. Charlie had just sat down on the couch and turned on the TV, finally settling on one of the […]

The Other Cuff by Lindsey Harding

The Other Cuff by Lindsey Harding

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 Last Mother’s Day weekend, I took the girls to the beach. We flipped a coin: heads, a picnic at the park; tails, the beach. I was glad we ended up driving down to Madeira. Car rides soothed me—streaming traffic, the […]

Anything but Sweet by Joan Hill

Anything but Sweet by Joan Hill

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 I strap Jessica into her high chair and shout a warning to Tina about the school bus. Tina scurries down the stairs and calls out a reminder for me about how little time is left until her sixteenth birthday. Without […]

Horizon Hidden by Fog by John Mandelberg

Horizon Hidden by Fog by John Mandelberg

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 Everyone called my sister “mentally retarded,” but I knew she was not. Even our mother pitied her. But as I played with her and watched over her, I could see that she did not suffer from a lack of thought, […]

The Rebbetzin Danced by Lisa A. Sturm

The Rebbetzin Danced by Lisa A. Sturm

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 Shira twisted her long, chestnut ponytail several times before pinning it to the top of her head and tugging on a silky human-hair wig. As she rushed to apply some eyeliner and mascara using the mirror above the bedroom dresser, […]

Long Island Academy by Jessica Weisberg

Long Island Academy by Jessica Weisberg

Fiction, Vol. 8.2, June 2014 Mom once told me that every girl remembers the boy who taught her to drive. This was after Dad died and she got into the habit of spending whole days in bed, talking about everything but him. She’d go off […]