The Christmas Drone by Steve Nickman

The Christmas Drone by Steve Nickman

My son bought himself an earlyChristmas present. In the cold sunny graveyardnear my condo he unpacked his drone,an unthreatening gray plastic boxno bigger than a bible, with fourinnocent legs. He set it down on the path,attached his cell phone to its remoteto show us...

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Solstice by Jenny Keith

Solstice by Jenny Keith

Nothing but taillights for miles, the red pain receding day by day but still a low throb of grief. My feet are not yet cold. The air blues and cools, a heavy velvet front of cloud descends. This is the end of my waiting, I tell myself day after day. This is the last....

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A Story About the Body

A Story About the Body

By Joanna Acevedo Pouring sugar on a cut will make it heal faster, the sugar granules soaking up the moisture that the bacteria would have fed on. I learned from a young age that a man wants nothing more than a woman to listen to him speak, like an empty receptacle he...

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Writing and Stuff

Writing and Stuff

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 Matthew...

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LSD & Zen by Rue Matthiessen

LSD & Zen by Rue Matthiessen

In 2010, I went with my father to a memorial service at St. Annes, in Bridgehampton. I noticed how confidently he sang the hymns, knowing every cadence, every word. For him they were second nature. I was touched by the quaintness of this. Before, I had only seen him...

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A Lil Sumthin’ by Jennifer Keith

A Lil Sumthin’ by Jennifer Keith

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 for a...

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