Primal Instincts
Last weekend, my husband and I roasted my long-frozen placenta over an open flame outside. Then we...
Read MorePosted by Katrina Gray | Jan 24, 2012 | Editorials / Op-eds
Last weekend, my husband and I roasted my long-frozen placenta over an open flame outside. Then we...
Read MorePosted by Chuck Richardson | Jan 24, 2012 | Flash Fiction
A shaman wanders off, having detected a seam in his Earth. Entering the crevice, lighting a torch...
Read MorePosted by Steve Meador | Jan 24, 2012 | Flash Fiction
At the edge of the village of Hedley an asphalt road perks in the heat, as it stretches into...
Read MorePosted by Timothy Kercher | Jan 24, 2012 | Poetry
Nobody found himself wandering in a different century. He didn’t plan on this—it is just where the...
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