Unfounded

Unfounded

by | Aug 19, 2019 | Bubbler, FSR

by David Dodd Lee We do try to speak out, voices in little bursts, the snapping of twiglets, maybe in a bustlefrom bedroom to office. As well, aghast, we sometimes overthink, estranged in themoment, estranged by the moment, a lack of imagination, of experience....

Issue 10 Editor’s Note

by | Jul 30, 2019 | FSR

LETTER FROM THE EDITOR HAS ANYONE EVER GONE THROUGH A PERIOD OF DRAWING R E A L in a big loopy font with psychedelic hues? It’s fun to mess around with reality, bend it into balloon animals, drop it off a rooftop. To make it unreal with magic or disorder. To...
The Last Cloud Coil by Thomas Gresham

The Last Cloud Coil by Thomas Gresham

by | Jun 12, 2019 | Bubbler, FSR

Thomas Gresham is a native Texan now living in California. His work appears in Superstition Review, Permafrost, Gravel, and Ocotillo Review. His story ‘Peach’ recently won the Prose and Poetry contest at Carve Magazine. He is also an editor for Fiction...
TWEER by Hiram Larew

TWEER by Hiram Larew

by | Jun 3, 2019 | Bubbler, FSR

Engagement. Resistance. Witness. Lately, poets have been getting out of their own small confessional towns. In “A Haunting,” Patricia Spears Jones imagines, or carves up, a president deranged by the ghost of John McCain. The president puts wax in his ear so he can’t...
My Sagging Breasts by Emily Mohn-Slate

My Sagging Breasts by Emily Mohn-Slate

by | Apr 15, 2019 | Bubbler, FSR

I’m in the gym locker room drying off with a tiny, scratchy towel when I catch sight of my profile in the mirror. My breasts look even more wilted and vacant than usual in the industrial light. I think of my friend’s grandma, who said, “Honey, once you’ve had a baby,...