Crickets and Cicadas and Richmond Hill
by Aaron Fernando They play their fiddles in the same way That I unwrap nectarines: Hastily but cautiously Careful not to damage what’s inside Revealed… Read More »Crickets and Cicadas and Richmond Hill
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kindling
by Aaron Fernando when kindling burns, every person who sees it thinks of ashes destruction beauty. when kindling burns, its scent makes its way… Read More »kindling
The LIRR’s been decaying for a while now
by Aaron Fernando Inspired by the forgotten Rockaway Beach Branch of the LIRR, opened in 1880 and closed in 1962. They abandoned the tracks and… Read More »The LIRR’s been decaying for a while now
Hum
by Aaron Fernando The hum of fluorescent lights has a certain worldliness to it. Like the crackling embers of a bonfire. Or the run-on sentences… Read More »Hum
On the urge to take walks at three in the morning
by Aaron Fernando I’ve never felt like the night is strangling me. Maybe that sounds strange, but what I find strange are the people who… Read More »On the urge to take walks at three in the morning
Other
by Dora Gelerinter My fingers skirt over the keyboard keys, Clicking through as quickly as possible. My mind is running on one track, Chinese test,… Read More »Other
Gratefulness
by Daniel Picker “That rain felt good,” Ed said as we descended the steps to the subway. “You’re right,” I said as I brushed damp… Read More »Gratefulness
Winter Evening
by Daniel Picker Save for this one occasion where Mrs. MacBoyne waved from her car to offer us a ride to school, my younger brother… Read More »Winter Evening
Last Winter
by Daniel Picker There were three houses on the road I still needed to deliver the paper to, with the news of that winter day;… Read More »Last Winter
haha racists right
by Frances Raybaud When I was four years old (my father loves this tale) I took the bus to school with my father every day.… Read More »haha racists right
Key Notes – Part 20
by Hanna Rose This is part of an ongoing series. Click here to read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part… Read More »Key Notes – Part 20
Attic
by Lauren Silverman Dead Grandpa sat at that canvas and spilled his heart into it. He bled primary colors all over the brushes and the… Read More »Attic
