Jennifer Todhunter It’s dark when I pull into my ex’s driveway, his multi-coloured Christmas lights blinding me even though it’s May. He’s the last man to have touched my breasts and I’m concerned about a lump-type-thing I felt in my armpit when I was showering, so I drove over here…

Charles Holdefer Andrea Adamo indebted herself $72,000 to get an MFA with a thesis of poetry erasures. Her parents are hurt and bewildered. Marvin Beaver is a regular contributor to The New Yorker. They never publish his work but he sends it there anyway. Allen Duncan is a fiction writer…

Valerie Nieman iExcerpted from In the Lonely Backwater (Regal House, 2022) Way past time. It had been way past time to be heading for home. The heat lightning that had flared as we sat at Old Trinity was becoming streaks on the horizon; the wind was gusting from the east,…