Two months since the accident and Anita still believes she’s a corpse. She imagines her breath slick with decay, her skin sliming off in globs. Look, she tells her girlfriend.…
But listen: Roger sat on the bench outside the library on Spruce, smoking a cigarette and wishing he was as clever and as thin and as skilled with women as…
First, realize that this is not the country. This is not the great stretch of green-yellow-gold fields, the big sky, the whole world. This is the city. This is a…
Snow covers the park. Clouds cover the sky. One hides green; the other blue. You understand the snow and the clouds have been working together for a long time but…
In the room, you will see either an easel or an egg. If it is the easel, you will pick up either a freshly sharpened pencil or a freshly severed…
She could have been wrong, but it seemed like him – that tall, narrow frame, the way his shoulders hunched forward, just slightly. He looked up. “Yeah?” He’d been leaning…
A long time ago on an autumn evening afterschool, two small friends, Lila and Dolly, dressed themselves up like old ladies so as to go out Halloween trick or treating.…
Not many minutes after Marshall arrived at Ellen’s apartment the doorbell chimed. He had just draped his jacket and tie over a chair back and was unbuttoning his shirt. Ellen…
Leo Reid buttoned the cinnamon drop buttons to his chocolate colored overcoat. It had started to snow outside. His hair, a shaggy suede orange, formed a cap on top of…
One afternoon, three children playing in a back corner of their garden came upon a pair of large stone fingertips sticking up out of the soil and pressed closely together…
Gingerbread House Lit Mag 