Micro Prose: The Founding of Rome by S. Craig Renfroe Jr.

The Founding of Rome I’m trying to feed baby girl, and she shakes her head, slaps the spoon from my hand, raspberries away any puree I manage to force into her mouth. I give myself a time out, but it doesn’t help. “You have to eat!” I come at her again. This time she shields…

Micro Prose: Saturday Morning by T. J. Butler

Later, the girls stand in front of the open refrigerator, slightly feral: slices of cheese torn from plastic, pickles from the jar, a swig of Hershey’s syrup, jelly scooped out with a finger.

Micro Prose: For Witches by Adam McOmber

For Witches Ohio, 1994 Here is a language for witches.  No. Here is a language for high school.  No. Here is magic in all its occult guises.  No. Here is high school in all its occult guises.  No. Here is a hallway in a high school. The floor is gray linoleum.  Lockers line the walls….

Micro Prose: Dollar Store, Yes by Suzanne Richardson

Dollar Store, Yes The checkout girl is fecund with child, and her neck is so finely dappled with the unmistakable constellations of hickies that when she asks you if you want more (more chips because you have one bag, and it’s two for one), you automatically say “yes,” because clearly this girl is teaching you…

Micro Prose: To My Ancestors by Anishka Duggal

To My Ancestors To My Ancestors, Down the street around the cul-de-sac are the purple flowers that are shaped like snap-dragons except somehow prettier. I do not think they grew when you were here.  // In the summer I am a browning leaf. I hear my bones crack and crumble underneath the smooth white soles…

Micro Prose: Thanksgiving, 1996 by William Hawkins

Thanksgiving, 1996   It’s a generous memory. My uncle holding crystal, delivering on the joy of family; his wife, my aunt, looking through the turkey one day after discovering her marriage vows had been violated. My father drunk again, my mother worried, her hand nervous at his side, trying to take a hold of his…

Review | Anne Champion’s The Good Girl Is Always A Ghost

by Anna Sandy-Elrod Anne Champion’s The Good Girl is Always a Ghost inhabits, identifies, praises, and laments the multifaceted, complex nature of womanhood. Champion writes odes to women—Sandra Bland, Amy Winehouse, Billie Holliday—and poems in their personas—Indira Ghandi, Bettie Page, Eva Perón—in a way that devastates, humbles, and breathes life into women across history, across…

Micro Prose: Animals Of Failed Memory—Ghosts by Henneh Kyereh Kwaku

Animals Of Failed Memory—Ghosts   Certain—situations, occurrences, certain people—I’ve tried very many times to forget. & I’ve failed each time. & there are certain things a man cannot forget whether they want to or not. It isn’t a man’s decision to make, maybe God’s. I was promised by one of my *fathers, He said he’d…