Revisiting fiction, poetry & cnf you might have missed.
DM to submit a link to a published piece that is at least six months old.
Run by @ClaireM_Taylor.
"She noticed the hangnail on her middle finger only after she dipped her nail in acetone. The burning sensation was quick and sharp."
"Unknown" by Sonia Alejandra Rodriguez (@RodriguezSoniaA) in @MixedMag
https://t.co/fDLrxbyrSg
"I walk. One step, followed by another then another. And I breathe. For what feels like the first time each time, I really breathe."
"The quest for nirvana" by Claire Marsden in @EmergeJournal
https://t.co/bRqP324RGK
"Bums burn on red faux-leather upholstery you got for a bargain / It's fuming as Martian soil / We excavate carcasses to pass hours."
-On Our Anniversary, by Mandira Pattnaik (@MandiraPattnaik) in @PassagesNorth
https://t.co/nWYewIFirW
"The thing about getting older, time becomes more fluid. Or not. Maybe it’s just her, old enough to accept it doesn’t matter."
-Pigeons, by Anne Perez (@MrsFringe) in @nw_review
https://t.co/ZxsBDEfSHu
"Every time we thought about it, we were reminded, oh yeah, we did that / together, & it was good. Now we are caught in a soft precipice, one / word after another. We unravel."
"That O’Keefe on the Wall" by Lynn Finger in @EmergeJournal
https://t.co/ZAloUcint6
"My father swore by his second wife’s liver,
cut thin, fried with onions,
seasoned he-didn’t-know-how,
but it just about melted in your mouth, he said."
"Thank You For Thinking It" by Richard Jeffrey Newman (@richardjnewman) in @ANMLY_LIT
https://t.co/ofelFEtGu8
"I try peeling mandarins without breaking the loop,
keeping them whole. I know some people
spread their skin in pieces, shaping flowers
pointing in all directions."
"I Found a Mandarin in My Bed" by Kika Man in @autofocuslit
https://t.co/eD8ffmEGdn
"To get here I walked past the community garden
Late summer sunflowers reaching over the fence
Heads bobbing, eager to gossip."
-"A Piece of Quiet" by Annie Powell Stone in @SecondChanceLit
https://t.co/bm9l7MH4bI
"Coax your blood to release you / from your chemical inheritances. Forget that every woman / in your family has learned to pray on burning knees."
"For Healing" by Natalie Linh Bolderston in @amberflorazine
https://t.co/ob1S5aUxPa
" In the wake of domestic argument the human body
calls upon developed coping mechanisms
i.e. I have cultivated
a punishing stare"
"To Spite One's [Body Part]" by Katherine Eulensen in @BearReview
https://t.co/jUzxQjXlFq
"do not dump the whole pile out onto the floor. You will be flooded with the despair stored in the toes of every singleton"
'How to Sort Through a Laundry Basket Holding Ten Years Worth of Single Socks' by Jerica Taylor (@jericatruly) in @CrowKeys
https://t.co/SiNC8xJxJK
"I was a child the first time I heard a woman critique her own body. I remember thinking, Let me look in a mirror for just a minute. I’m sure there’s something wrong here. I’ll find it. And I did."
A Mother Eats by Vic Nogay (@vicnogay) in @fffict
https://t.co/IC2fMRnWaP
"His parents would retreat to their bedroom on the first floor and we’d draw the curtains as if it’d keep the questions out"
-Stealing Stephanie, by Mandira Pattnaik (@MandiraPattnaik) in @EllipsisZine
https://t.co/K0SJIy76Bh
"“Disgusting,” the blue-haired woman said, standing up so abruptly that her dishes and silverware clattered, her white cloth napkin fell to the floor."
"The Blue-Haired Woman on the Polish Freighter" by Jacqueline Doyle (@doylejacq) in @NewWorldWriting
https://t.co/9NpsLweHcZ
"my dog...looks like a cloud and...a luckdragon and...like something your lint roller picked up when you banged it around under the couch for the first time in three years"
"All Your Fragile History" by Jasmine Sawers in @SmokeLong
https://t.co/Jv1RDZl9zq
"From the hood of a ’99 Silverado, you can count eighteen stars before someone reaches for the zipper of someone else’s jeans."
“What I Know about Space” by Melissa Bowers (@MelissaBowers_) in @CincinnReview
https://t.co/xLncGAgWSh
"the best part was his voice reciting that poem him lighting two cigarettes at once & setting one between my parted lips & in his tiny shower kissing in a way that’s hard to stop"
Entry 047, by Sade LaNay in @ANMLY_LIT
https://t.co/CIcOPcluG1
There is an owl
that visits the dying
tree that fell
onto our backyard
shed. It arrives
as a blessing
I assume.
-Emily as I Prepare The Meal-Kit Pork Carnitas Bowl, by Darren C. Demaree in @fivesouthlit
https://t.co/QMmUUYy1l9
"We’d skip school on Fridays, joke that Fridays were for getting fried, and we’d zip through the small town streets in our friend’s green 510, her muffler hanging on by its fingernails..."
Fridays, by Jennifer Todhunter in @perhappened
https://t.co/iUjhnHuTfu