by Jeff Fleischer Every few nights, around half past three, the buzzer for our condo sounds. Always just once, and I never answer. I never know who it is. Our bedroom doesn’t face the street, and we’re too high up to see the entranceway through the trees. Charlie just sleeps through it, but it still … Continue reading The Buzzer
Tag: prose
Rush
by Jordan She bumped into a man in a tan coat, but he didn’t move. She tried to duck between a pair of jean-clan knees, but there was not enough room to wedge her shoulders through. She turned around in the sea of people, searching for an opening, and rolled over groggily, the dream tempting … Continue reading Rush
Just Close Enough
I find myself missing the dark green pillow from my grandparents house. The circular one with the scalloped edges, that I would place at a perfect angle on the floor to sit on when I watched cartoons. It had to be just far enough so they wouldn’t scold me for hurting my eyes “you can’t … Continue reading Just Close Enough
All the Moments
by Sara Safyan So, I recently read an article about death. I’m not really all that scientific-y and can’t remember the phrasing of what fires in the brain when and why and whatnot, but, essentially, everyone who has had those near death experiences universally describes the same thing: an overwhelming feeling of peace and calm. … Continue reading All the Moments
Mums for Sale pt. II
by Alex McCurdy Our love was sketched Like a painting of a still life A representation Of what we only wished to taste Creation designed Stretched and primed Across each fiber Of our beings Resolute in meaning Absent in dissolution Yearning like the mouth Before the kill Knowing the marriage Of our lips Is as … Continue reading Mums for Sale pt. II
Pendulum
by Andrew LaLuz Those sweltering summer days couldn't contain the crawl of a cold sweat on nights I awoke from warm dreams of you, to a cool bed without you. You might wake up on mornings like this and feel cold and empty yourself. The subdued hues of blooming winter blues arriving vibrant and early. … Continue reading Pendulum
Almond Slivered Moon
by Elise Leibowitz The soft undulations of honey silk Melted grey wool on days with dewey frost Deep dark velvet breaths of surrender Reclamation Pronunciation Exhalation To love, one must lose Oneself In their mind And step into their heart Return Vanquishing Step upon step Oh almond slivered moon They have arrived Home To chat … Continue reading Almond Slivered Moon
How Do You Know When You Love Someone?
by Dan Schryer Is there a way to really know? At what point does time’s inevitable alchemy transform a stranger into something else, someone that envelopes the absolute center of your being, half of a whole that bears the shared weight of the world alongside you? Is it a single moment, crystallized in hindsight and … Continue reading How Do You Know When You Love Someone?
She
by Shay Moyal She had straw-colored hair, a prominent nose, and some light adult acne. Her eyes were a greyish blue. Her teeth were nice enough, more or less white and more or less straight. Her name was the kind of name you'd forget at a dinner party. She was an accounting assistant at a … Continue reading She
Love in the South
by Anonymous How do you know when you love someone? My great grandma knew a woman from the clay marshes outside of the district parish that said you could find out if what you had was love if you went east of the bramble bushes at midnight on summer solstice. There, leave a cluster of … Continue reading Love in the South
