At Your Tribute: A Black T-Shirt, White Letters: “Not Dead Yet”

Julia Blumenreich

We forgot to water, we forgot to open the flue, so the living room quickly filled with clouds, smoky gray, a locomotive engine had taken a wrong turn, ending up against your parents’ figurines, gold frame caught in mid-undulation, draping over the fireplace mirror,  bubbling milky-blue paint and the bar wheeled in for special occasions. […]

Aquaria

Ruth Rouff

I had this idea I would write about the old aquarium in Camden, not the new. The old one had indigenous fish that live in the slate grey waters off New Jersey– the kind few deigned to see.   That is why they renovated the place. Set aside or killed the flounder and bass  and […]

How to Get Lost

Jenna Geisinger

The first step is to fall in love with the only boy that ever remembered your name. His charmed smile and kind eyes wage a coup against reason and you don’t even notice. Ryan snakes an arm around your waist and your heart flips. “I like that you have some meat on your bones,” he […]

Crossing Bridges

R.G. Evan

I don’t remember when the panic attacks began, but I remember where. The first one hit as I ascended the deck of the Delaware Memorial Bridge, the twin span across the Delaware River connecting Delaware to southern New Jersey, a bridge I’d driven across hundreds of times over the past twenty years. My mouth began […]

A Funeral for Horace

Alexander Voisine

Horace. An ugly name. The music they’re playing at the funeral is annoying. She’s sad. A little bit, maybe an emotionless sad, cold like a Chicago winter, but hollow and bitter, an almost obligatory sad, as if some downtrodden and suppressed human impulse was finally trying to escape the deep recesses of her being, stimulated […]

The Bad Outside

Emily Famularo

On the day the others left, we’d all been watching from inside the gates.

It Is Not About the Stuff

Estelle Wynn

“Mommy, wanna play Kings and Queens?” It’s my older son asking in his five-year-old speak if I want to play his version of chess. Which I don’t.