The Year in Literature 2020

The Year in Literature 2020

The Waiting Room: Fiction by Harry F. Rey

The Waiting Room Glasgow 2020 "Michael?” I call out into the waiting room. The smell of fresh paint and flowers is overwhelming, almost making me want...

It’s Not Over: Poetry by Mark J. Mitchell

It's Not Over The NAMES Project in Atlanta Just behind The Silver Skillet past the parking lot, a seamstress works—mostly alone—Names are kept here—sorted, folded, catalogued. Shelves are full and...

Zack: Poetry by Jeni Booker Senter

Zack “I am become Death. Shatterer of Worlds.” ——Bagavad-Ghita I. I envied his flaming pride and his carelessness. I envied the way he openly painted his nails Glittery Gold And...

It Was Never Supposed to Be Ours: Poetry by Ben Kline

It Was Never Supposed to Be Ours Our uncles were silent and buried, the internet infant, drag queens still used names like Fonda Peters and bowls of free...

Soul Cowboy: Fiction by Cris Eli Blak

Soul Cowboy by Cris Eli Blak When my parents came to America in the fifties they had dreams bigger than their minds could understand. They wanted...

The Toe Incident: Drama by Katherine Gleason

The Toe Incident by Katherine Gleason Cast of Characters SHE A lesbian, dressed in black. HE A gay man, dressed in white and a red bathrobe Place The apartment...

The Handsomest Man in New York: Nonfiction by Patrick Mulcahey

The Handsomest Man in New York by Patrick Mulcahey Richard was the handsomest man in New York. Anyone who knew him would tell you the same...

Poz: Fiction by Norman Belanger

Poz by Norman Belanger Carey calls me. Since the latest outbreak, and self-quarantine, he now uses the phone to talk. We have conversations on the phone,...

My Friend Jerry: Nonfiction by Richard Marino

My Friend Jerry by Richard Marino My friend Jerry Lazier lived at 484 Hayes Street in the Hayes Valley. The apartment was on the second floor....

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