By Jill Bialosky
What are words when they meet the action of what they attempt to modify?
By Vijay Seshadri
I look at you with my vexed eye.I look at you with my hostile eye.I look at you with my hostile and vexed eye.My hostile, vexed eye is a wrench.
By Curtis Bauer
I wonder. Yes, I’m looking up as I say this, I wonder if I do have a superpower. Maybe I have more than one aspect of attraction, this knack for drawing others in close, almost touching me.
By Seán Hewitt
Only a torso now, the headlong severed from the neck, pelvistwisted off like a stubborn root.
By Beth Bachmann
Man made the lake to catch the water.
It’s how man gets the gold out of the mountain.
By Iliana Rocha
ten mexicans are dead, left to suffocate in a trailer, discovered after the driver asked someone for a drink of water.