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Mythos Kinetics
I would go to war with everyone if more than harm could come. I could plead at the feet of a lesser deity for retaining joy as red clay...
Nicholas Alti
1 day ago1 min read


Looking for the Magic
At her father’s funeral, Willa stood next to Aunt Clara, her back ramrod straight as she tried to think about anything but the casket in...
Susan Savage Lee
1 day ago8 min read


A Litany
They said an angel lived in the belfry. It was a strange tale to those who hadn’t grown up with it. A rumor that drew either the most...
Marsden Lyonwahl
1 day ago10 min read


The Gloaming
Our back porch faces west, across a thick wood. When the sun is setting just above the horizon, it shouts a resounding last call...
Craig Kirchner
1 day ago2 min read


Some of us were born destined for heaven
When I was a child, I believed some crawled there in the gravel, falling God planted me in the deepest ocean over a threshold then...
Catherine Zickgraf
1 day ago1 min read


Virgil in Purgatory
Dante does not presume to call him by name But poet, father, master, teacher and guide. His respect seems paramount, but the words ring...
Larry Kilman
1 day ago2 min read


Spiritus Sancti
wisps of my mother’s Latin haunt my head while my fingers caress the water’s surface and I cross myself In the name of the Father, the...
Jeanette Barszewski
Feb 141 min read


Something's Wrong with Mom
“Jimmy!” Grant whispered. He grabbed his sleeping brother’s shoulder and shook him. “Jimmy, wake up!” Jimmy groaned. He opened one eye...
Warren Benedetto
Feb 148 min read


Memento mori
“Why is this night different from all other nights?” – From the Passover Seder Here I lie, chad gadya on my hospital bed counting my...
Raymond Turco
Feb 142 min read


The Fallen are Falling
Kate looks nearly translucent under the stage’s spotlight. But she knows this. She doesn’t wear a getup like the others. No tattered...
Sunny Olds
Feb 148 min read

Atlantic Theology
The altar here is a bait box on a cold deck. The wharf is our pilgrimage road. We worship ships lost at sea and the children who grow up...
George Moore
Feb 141 min read


Our Young Son Wished for Us to Die Together
My wife was giving our young son a bath one night when he raised a toy helicopter above his head and said, “I saw God from my...
Kurt Schmidt
Feb 147 min read


what breathes beneath
what writes itself on the surface of the stream reveals its lungs in concentric circles to me tethered to the bank as pale gold leaves...
Jeanette Barszewski
Feb 141 min read


Divinations
I He shows me his hands, calloused from work. I look past their roughness and see his mound of Venus protruding from the thumb....
Nate Darden
Feb 142 min read


Grandma’s garden
goodbye, Grandma said in Mandarin not a language she knows. one she learned for me who left home and her garden unattended one she...
Joy Chen
Feb 141 min read


Our German Relative
Whenever our family got together, it was inevitable that we would sit and tell stories. We would gather in my grandparents’ adjoining...
Mitchell Toews
Feb 148 min read


A Southern Psalm
Thou anointest my cornbread with honey. My sweet iced tea overflows. Though there may be tough rows to hoe, Goodness, grace, and mercy ...
Christina E. Petrides
Feb 141 min read


Manna Machine
To thee, an angel, called by the Lord unto the operation of this machine— In the days of Moses thou puttest the word of God into the...
Paul Martz
Feb 142 min read


Orlok
At a lancet looking out on empty hills and dark forests, Carpathians hulking against the horizon like titans, he watches for other...
Harrison Hurst
Feb 141 min read


River Styx
The river doesn't care if you're ready. Mid-life catches you like an undertow, drags you into waters too deep for standing. One day...
Louise Worthington
Feb 142 min read
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