about Recalibration of CompassFictionRecalibration of CompassDavid Osgood"I stretch my leg out over the console to toy with the idea of kicking the steering column into drive and barreling down the canyon to see if we can find a better backyard."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about The Little PotatoFictionThe Little PotatoNick Tantillo"You need to keep your eyes peeled,” he chuckled. The clean white flesh was gradually revealed, and the dirty bits rinsed away.Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about Written in the StarsFictionWritten in the StarsAmie Heasley"Jake realized their family had never once sprawled out on a bed of grass, their eyes staring up into the black quilt pinpricked with diamonds. He had failed at so much, including pointing out his son’s namesake."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about The ShoulderFlashThe ShoulderPete Riebling"This year was a departure—the farm was local, not far away. It seemed in harmony with contemporary mores, though. I was confident I’d outdone myself."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about SweetbrierFlashSweetbrierJoelle Byars"After a long, hard day of training his pigeons, he liked to take off his leg, fill it with Jack Daniels, smoke, and whittle."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about Needle and HeartPoetryNeedle and HeartH.S. Abraham"Placing it on the table, / I thread the needle / Piercing my heart as I stitch / It to my sleeve" Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about ignore last msgPoetryignore last msgJames B. Nicola"What's that, u liked it? & u laughed?"Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about Farm to TablePoetryFarm to TableCollin Foote"When my slaughterman’s heart makes a palsied fist and one body enfolds the other, I become my final form, seated at a table with friends I don’t accredit."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about Bright are the Stars that ShineFictionBright are the Stars that ShineLili Xie"The absurdity made her laugh. She laughed and laughed until her tears came out. She didn’t wipe them. While she was laughing, her mind gradually got out of that fervent, agitated state it had been in for days. It had been absurd, she thought, and the real absurdity of all was herself. She was such a phony."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace
about Self-Portrait as Spider, Castaway, SparrowPoetrySelf-Portrait as Spider, Castaway, SparrowJennifer Brown"I felt like a bird warming up in the dark. I was so young. Thought every moment was a fractal of forever."Ends in: 0 daysVist Our Maketplace