by anniebellequattlebaum | Jul 11, 2023 | Bubbler, FSR
THIS IS PROBABLY THE WORST TIME- to launch a Substack. We have three new poetry titles at our fresh squeezed lemonade stand and also Ashley Cowger’s wild collection of short stories On the Plus Side. And we’re warming the wax to bind three others by...
by anniebellequattlebaum | Jan 29, 2023 | Bubbler
The trapper takes $475 to get squirrels out of our attic.It’s the first summer of the pandemic, and the squirrels have invaded the roof above the second floor through a gap the soffit. I’ve heard them running back and forth in the ceiling for days. I look...
by anniebellequattlebaum | Dec 12, 2022 | Bubbler, FSR
At the end of our road was a streambeside the stream ran a paththat became dirt and lonelyif followed we were especially aimlessone dull summer daywalking the pathfurther than we had walked before until we came upon a suitcasesitting in the middle of the pathas though...
by anniebellequattlebaum | Nov 29, 2022 | Bubbler
It is your birthday, my birthday, your name,my name, you, my everloving, whatsyourname? Is it inevitable, will I say, as you do, as your motherdid, it is so terrible of me, can you believe it, I forgot it was his birthday? Then, will someone you love,or I love, or he...
by anniebellequattlebaum | Nov 20, 2022 | Bubbler
Because it aches, you say, and the ache is weighty,weighed down, wings stuck in mud. And not just any mud, but mud of late winter, when the film of ice stillfastens and fetters – this something that doesn’t seem beautiful. But gorgeous, yes? That sunlit...