'Look through hagstones, and you can see the truth, see through the disguises of witches and fairies.'

'I don’t see any truth. I just see him.'

Lori Sambol Brody in Third Street Review third-street-review.org/fiction/

'If they were listening, maybe they would’ve heard Melissa sing ecstatic, a taloned bird call mimicry of laughter like soda bubbles, like summer vacation, like ...'

Janice Leadingham in Milk Candy Review milkcandyreview.home.blog/2024/04/11/the…

'...the way he says he can smell it on you whenever he knows you’re lying, whenever you sit there in the dark of his truck, his fingernails tracing the scar on your neck across your collarbone...'

Girl Woman | Woodsman Wolf by Joshua Jones Lofflin in Fractured Lit fracturedlit.com/girl-woman-woo…

“Grandpa’s ‘HA’ shakes the house and I squeak or yelp and think that maybe this is what Mama meant by broken.”

Avitus B. Carle (she/her) in Electric Literature electricliterature.com/trebuchet-by-a…

“Light, dark, straight lines, open angles,
curves we all know are there, just
out of view: these build the chord

you strike. …”

Jack Bedell in Inkfishmagazine inkfishmag.com/two-poems/

“I was inspired by an image in one of the magazines Dad left behind: a skinny model in a red bikini and glittery silver stilettos pushing an old-school push mower across what I was pretty sure was Astroturf.”

Michelle Ross in Cincinnati Review cincinnatireview.com/micro/micro-th…

“The wet heat. Silhouettes of iguanas. The sshh of palm fronds.”

Patricia Q. Bidar in Bending Genres LLC bendinggenres.com/adding-machine/

“Locked and loaded is blame.”

Susan Triemert in Bending Genres LLC bendinggenres.com/the-gun/

“… where manicured fingers flutter to hearts, to throats.”

“… how the delicate notes bloom and drift on the breeze.”

Rachel Laverdiere in Bending Genres LLC bendinggenres.com/busker-near-a-…

'... and it’s raining harder now and Elvis Costello is brandishing a twenty at her, the landlord is saying eviction when there’s a whoosh and a pop and ...'

Outlet by Sarah Freligh in BULL mrbullbull.com/newbull/fictio…

“They came from every corner of the house, hurtling towards us, carrying casserole dishes or …”

“*Come to us*, they'd call in the night, *we want to care for you*, they'd croon ...”

The Mother Infestation by Dara Yen Elerath in Wigleaf wigleaf.com/202404mother.h…

'You cannot feel the whole – only terror – but we feel the great, soft holding.'

Sumitra (short i, as in admit) (she/her) and ⁦cole beauchamp 🏳️‍🌈 in ICEBREAKERS (subs closed)🦄 icebreakerslit.com/the-disassembl…

'Dad says, you can’t disappear unless you die, but what he means is he wants his peace back. Thing is dad is right, because ...'

Mileva Anastasiadou 🎄 in Mythic Picnic

'And through all the commotion and thoughts, the baby perhaps, back at the door sucking on the shoes hungrily, she sat quietly with her eyes closed ...'

Tara Isabel Zambrano in The Disappointed Housewife-SUBMISSIONS ALWAYS OPEN thedisappointedhousewife.com/2024/04/09/che…

“He spoke – a question, perhaps, all in mumble, and she replied, perhaps, an endearment of words, and that was all he needed …”

shome dasgupta in Wensum Literary Magazine wensumlit.co.uk/2024/04/08/a-b…

“If I angle my head just right the red in my vision swells and eclipses you. The last four years salt themselves white like winter, disappear.”

Beach Tree by Amy DeBellis in Fractured Lit fracturedlit.com/beach-tree/

“It felt like relief for as long as the cold lasted. Pretending the impossible when a life plan was meaningless, really. When everything could be gone any second.”

Eileen Tomarchio in Variant Literature variantlit.com/cold-war-days/

“Apparently, he notices the wild seesawing energy rise off my skin. ‘If he beefs up, he’ll find his footing. His attention can get back to charging ahead.’”

diagnoses, a jug and a hug from Dan Crawley in Variant Literature variantlit.com/kilter/

“… and it tastes like cardboard but it’s Holy so it can’t be like cardboard can it, and …”

barb ristine is Querying—Send Chocolate in newfeathersanthology newfeathersanthology.com/the-heart-burn…

“… the standing human skeleton from medical school was too bulky to pack and when my husband and I argued he thought it was funny to bring her out and make her talk shit to me.”

“Because” and “maybe” and “Maybe” and Claudia Monpere in Milk Candy Review milkcandyreview.home.blog/2024/04/04/why…