PIGEON REVIEW

By Britt Marie Box - The hinges creaked and floorboards groaned as Jennifer opened the door and entered the old cottage. The inside of...

By Mike Lee - Katerina stood staring at the broken obelisk sculpted by Barnett Newman, set in a pool next to the Rothko Chapel. The...

By Jenny Wong - SoftBlue98.2 The radio station doesn't exist anymore. But tonight, like every night, just before ten, she prepares a cup...

By Maggie Nerz Iribarne - If it weren’t for the faculty meeting, she’d be done by now, heading home, Susan thought. Glancing at the...

By Mandira Pattnaik - When they went into the air, with their wings flapping, the occasional glide, my mother always asked me to look...

By Joe Ray W - The boy became a man as he clenched his fist in the morning mist. In one single night, his skin had wrapped so tight...

By Michael Belanger - The first night Tina began talking in her sleep, she told Jim to shut the fridge. Jim’s eyes sprang open and he sat...

By Helen Chambers- Sunday 11.10.21 1500 What sounds do pigeons make? Does pigeon shit stain? How to stop pigeons landing on your...

By Elodie Barnes- It was their mother’s sixtieth birthday. As children, neither of them had ever dreamed of their mother being sixty. It...

By Heleen Kist- I miss the clothes. The privilege of popping into a different outfit every morning, fresh off the racks. The satisfying,...

By Rachel Canwell- Everyday she woke and dug a little deeper. Searching for the seed. The one she knew would make her worthy. And...

By Frances Howard-Snyder- My mother and sister and I are up early because it's summer and the sun is bright and there's nothing and...

By Lori Cramer- On Saturday nights, we load our laundry into heavy-duty washing machines and pop open Pepsis. I show him the latest...

By Judith Shapiro- The truck has ladders strapped to the side, huge sign on back – “Tired of ugly roof stains? Don’t replace it. Clean...

By Doug Mathewson - I was reading reviews of cat toys, specifically catnip mice. You could say I was in the market. “Mittens played with...

By Kate Simblet - They spin to the tune of the wind’s breath, but my gaze is steady. It stretches like loneliness from land out to sea,...

By Jayson Carcione - Another dead body. Flanagan sees it off the starboard bow, trapped in the milky glare of the searchlight. God, I...

By Epiphany Ferrell - It's a little known fact that eels are often lost in translation. The hippie girl who told me this lived her whole...

By Meg Tuite - Everything grieves a location, negative space, an end. But don’t we pack those bones that never stop aching into the...

By Ginger Keller Gannaway - Eighth grade continued its theme of sucking gutter water. Viv’s body began betraying her in new ways. By...

By Mike Lee - I. “This world is mine,” Penny said to herself, loud enough to startle the woman lounging on the park bench, interrupting...

By Nick Young - Marla folded the last of the towels and slipped them inside a large plastic shopping bag she kept for her trips to the...

By Timothy Kenny - Catherine Gallagher sat at a kitchen table in a snug, two-bedroom house in the west of Ireland, outside a town with...

By Ashley McCurry - One afternoon in September, my father and I went to the park after school. We lay with our backs pressed into the...

By Zach Murphy - Pete and Richard’s orange safety vests glowed a blinding light under the scorching sun, and their sweat dripped onto the...

By Richie Zaborowske - There was a static click and then principal Flemming’s voice blared across the intercom, “This is a warning that...

By Rachel Canwell - “Why don’t you all just sod off?” he says. He hasn’t got his teeth in but we can understand him just fine. “Dad!” Mum...

[Trigger Warning: School Shooting] By Megan Wildhood - Every spring, on the hill behind my ex-best friend’s house, someone sets up 15...

By Bart Plantenga - “molded by circumstances into a flaming soul dedicated to death”* -Yasuo Kuwahara He held his breath, touched his...

By Rachel Dotson - We sit together in the garden, and watch the flowers come to life at our command. The petals open easily. The dogs...

By Teddy L. Friedline - One seagull says to the other, “Nice weather today.” The second seagull, whose name was Andreas, says, “Yes, it...

[Trigger Warning: Cancer] By Cody B. Strange - “You know, it’s the worst in the morning. Waking up before the alarm, feeling good about...

By Barbara Miller - At Food Fare, a shiny red and silver box beckoned all the way from the toiletries section to the produce bin. Beth...

By Stephen Palmer - It was a long time ago but I still remember the day I came across Kathleen Devaney and Aaron Kearney together. And I...

By Pradeep Sen - (CALCUTTA CITY- INDIA) 1959 There is another truth that must be “Universally accepted,” other than the one suggested by...

By Amanda Johnson - When I was eight, my whole life changed. That was the year my parents divorced. It was also the year my father went...

By Hibah Shabkhez - Kaplumbağalar tekrar geliyorlar. You wriggle your toes in memory of the sand as you watch them pour out of the sea...

By Sam Marrah - As we exited the trail, we noticed a large number of people scattered about on the right side, where the fence had been...

By Nadja Maril - It was an old car. Probably a Chrysler, Chet figured. Definitely not a Ford or GM. Not Korean, Japanese or German...

By KJ Hannah Greenberg - Shelly picked a piece of chard out of her teeth with one of her broken nails. She wished that Emmanuel had cut...

By Megha Nayar - I drive Vaana to the animal shelter because she has been hankering for a dog. She doesn’t seem too happy en route. Why...

[Trigger Warning: Animal Abuse] By Katelyn Elwess - I’m twelve years old when I become a man. Dad enlists my help over dinner on a cold...

By Kasturi Goswami - The white of the envelope had mellowed down to a yellow tint. Addressed neatly in beautiful handwritten cursive to...

By Laurence Klavan - The apartment seemed different, Leylah didn’t know why. Had she dreamed that something happened and she’d awakened...

By Robert Scott - I get out when I can. Today, it is a run. Sunday morning, 6.23. I know. But I am getting old. And sometimes I like to...

By Christopher Mooney - The remnants of a near-forgotten dream tap at the inside of my skull, asking if I know whether the sun rises in...

By Liane Smith - I parted the branches of the hibiscus to get a better view of the alien plant. Its stem projected upward from the centre...

By Tsveti Nacheva - Your fickle heart fell out of love. You’re leaving me. You’re packed. I have no light to guide you back. My words...

By Terri Mullholland - When she was a child, her dad would take her to watch the trains. There was a hill, just past the allotments,...