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Patricia Smith

“Toubab, ça va? Toubab, ça va?” Small, black bodies crowd around me. Their arms are outstretched, palms face up. I…

Jo Unruh

Dear NiftyLit Community, It is with a heavy heart that I’m writing to let you know that I will be…

Judith Skillman

"I plan my fingers against one against the other / on the ebony board..."

Kimberly Hayes

My mom was in bed, tossing and turning, in that half-dreaming, half-awakened state. Reading something hadn’t helped, nor had taking her sleeping pill. She hadn’t expected the bell to ring.

Finn Mott

"...body need to make a change. body am hungover at 2:00 am on a Monday night listening to rain / sounds and impulsively deleting all streaming services and social media."

Amanda Eiden

Melody wakes up screaming.It’s midnight.Her body jolts up. Eyes shut tight; mouth open wide. Screams rip from her throat. They turn into sobs as Buster jumps onto the bed. He nestles his head in by her side, purring and watching her catch her breath.

Yavuz Altun

A year ago, I came up with the idea of a game to spice up our marriage. I am usually…

Jessica Bakar

My arms were already burning when she asked if I knew what love meant. I opened my mouth, but there were only pins. Nightmares and ugly dogs. I said I only love things I shouldn’t.