Tesoro – Dianne Stewart

 Terms: acuita– from the Taino words meaning “eye” and “did not know” acuita celt– a small knife, hand-carved from bone, that allows the holder to teleport acuit– to teleport acuitor – someone who teleports using an acuita celt   Alli The present, Western North Carolina, September  I wake up and open my eyes, then squeeze…

Mrs. Stridewell – Tristan Tucker

Mrs. Stridewell   “Dead,” he read aloud as he paced the floor. “It says I am dead, killed in some horrific way too terrible to mention.” The paper in Johnathan Stridewell’s hand was anything but ordinary that morning as he sat at the dining room table. “Oh whatever do you mean?” declared the misses of…

Make No Mistake – Carla Brunty

Make No Mistake Near cotton fields of asphyxiation, men hung from high strung branches half-ass amputated. Throats slammed shut like freedoms door. Dangling gods like obscene pendulums. . . such crimes went un-clocked and the aorta of ancestry constricts.   Near cotton fields of captivity, hearts beat to the hymns of Jesus, hearts half-baked and…

Leaving – Lela Buis

Leaving There was a time when you waited for me. As I hurried to catch up. Holding your hand, I was a little girl. When I looked up, you were always there. For a while we were together, Walking arm in arm. But now you’ve grown away from me.   Now you’re fading, Gray and…

Call It Painted Trillium – Daniel Roop

Call It Painted Trillium 1. Our Father, as you know, Clinton Highway is not your most glorious work. 640 and 275 cleave not-quite clover-like, an overhead span of concrete and asphalt wholly unremarkable where I was ferried underneath each Sunday night from birth to 12, returning from visits to my papaw, my father at the…