Issue 256
“I hear there is a very special letter for us at the general store,” I announce. “They say the envelope is the color of breast milk with ribbons the texture of Inshwa’s wings wrapped around it.” From...
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Time is unholy. I have seen the clock faces wildly and extracted the rotten teeth of their ever pressing demands. From “Temping” by G. Paul Randall Contributors: Andrew Bertaina, Damyanti Biswas, Karen...
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I’m in a basement room, dirty mauve blinds, view into an airshaft. It might be raining. Hard to tell here. Thanks for driving me back From “The Silver Dollar Letter” by Barbara Daniels Contributors:...
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When the brain is quiet and the night too long with no love, to squint is to wake up images and call them fishhawks From “Aurora” by Stephn Massimilla Contributors: Tom Barlow, Marty Carlock, Kelle...
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These things add up, but if you sparse them out, spread them like spilled salt, you could trick the eye, the ever vigilant Eye. From “Late Bloomer” by A. Martine Contributors: Amanda Barusch, Connor...
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Lamps flicker and cough, hiss blubbery blue, as we split bellies and dislodge entrails… From “Whaling on Neptune” by Alex Pickens Contributors: Timothy Caldwell, Emily Costa, Natasha Deonarain, Dina...
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You can hear it, right? I inhale, deep, deep, in search of words. I can barely breathe. From “The Crash” by Ann E. Wallace Contributors: Louise Julig, Jean Passarelli, Fabrice Poussin, Ken Poyner,...
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That morning, she did not walk the dog. She didn’t make coffee or brush her teeth. She didn’t get dressed and she didn’t jog the two miles to the studio for a warm-up. From “Suspended Motion” by B. B....
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I don’t feel myself being devoured. I don’t crunch between his teeth like I thought I would. Instead I splatter. – Short Fiction by Dani Hererra Contributors: Cate McGowan, Shome Dasgupta, Burton...
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in the forest of the continuation: see the moon winking it is a thing to do From “Moon Moon” by J. D. Nelson Contributors: Kara Mae Brown, Mehreen Chawla, Stephanie Kaplan Cohen, Rich Giptar, Robert P....
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I’m the smallest in my mischief and afraid of my own shadow. When I feel a mighty roar inside, I open my mouth and my words come out sounding like meaningless chirps and squeaks, even to me. From...
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After ten years of publishing beautiful words from a diverse collection of writers, poets, and essayists, Crack the Spine is closing to new submissions indefinitely. But before we go, we wanted to...
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