“Nameless” by Łukasz Drobnik
It can see us from above as we try to hide among brambles, hoping it will mistake our human shapes and movements for those of boar or deer or badgers.
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“The East Side of Pershing” by Richard Risemberg
I told William to meet me in the alley between Fifth and Sixth, on the east side of Pershing Square. Pershing in those days was where LA began its slump towards the homeless camps of the dried-up river.
“May Even Your Faux Pockets Be Empty of Fucks” by Jenna B. Morgan
At just the tender age of three you joined a century-long conversation about the shortcomings of women’s fashion.
“Buddy” by Joanne Godley
“”BAM, BAM!” The report from his handgun caused folks to drop to the floor and scurry away like cockroaches seeking cover.”
“Brown Crayon” by Tamar Jacobs
Last week was the third consecutive book of the week with which school sent my son home to practice reading and the family it’s about is black.
“Doh Let Jumbie Hold Yah” by Krystal M. Ramroop
Despite her initial first-generation confusion towards the phrase, it had been embedded in Sonia’s ‘reserved for home’ Guyanese Creole vocabulary.
“The Prenup Murders” by Kenton K. Yee
“Here’s a supercluster of 100,000 galaxies.”
“The Good and the Bad” by Kristen Petry
Melanie and Matt drove past their potential client’s house, a white stucco tear-down on a lesser street in one of the most expensive neighborhoods in the country.