Piedmonters by Mason Boyles I’m trying to walk myself to sleep when someone stumbles out from the dumpsters behind our apartment and scares the melatonin out of me. “Mothersucker,” she says: Jaylin. I check my reflection in the tint of a Hummer to...
Save Me by Laura Shaine Cunningham The day that we moved in, the man who lived alone in 7A, who would have been our immediate neighbor, jumped from his balcony balustrade. Kit and I, carrying small, breakable objects that Kit refused to entrust to the movers, were...
There was no problem at all, he said. Because he had studied at the institute with a person of the highest and most exacting reputation in his field, someone who had suffered great deprivations and traveled great distances to extend his knowledge to others. He had...
Spawn by Heather Durham Few phenomena are as mesmerizing as a spawning salmon holding steady in a stream. Fire maybe—the liquid undulations of flames in air. But unlike combustion, that chemical conversation between heat and fuel, salmon’s communion with water is...
