FICTION
ISSUE 7
“The Woods”
by Olivia Lieby
Growing up, Barbara Ann Thomas was warned not to go into the woods on the edge of their property after nightfall. “The Woods are hungry,” her mama had said, pointing out the dark trees from the step of the porch. “They’ll eat a child like you right up. And they’re not keen on giving something back once they’ve taken it.”
“Confirmation”
by Adam Petrosino
Blaine Brooks is a sinner.
This is not due to any discernible moral offense; no, Blaine himself, superficially, is a very good Christian. But by sin’s definition: that white lies, childish behavior, and the touching of pigskin on a football are damning, it is quite difficult, if not impossible, to get by without error.
“A Little Pale Pink Body”
by Maya Feliz
Life wasn’t something I looked forward to anymore. When I was 7, my uncle murdered my mom and dad. When I was 13, I was thrown out into the streets. I usually frequented this one alleyway, sat in it alongside heaps of dirty napkins, empty drinks, and more. I sat staring at the wall. I was able to do that.
