You know everything now: names of animals, flowers, trees; how to do chores. You can reach the clothesline and run errands and learn anything you copy down in your theme book. You’re twelve, but you haven’t got a mother to explain what’s coming. When you first started to swell up top, you thought you had…
Month: November 2018
Issue 15.2 – Poetry
Dear Mom: Remember when you used to tuck me in? White and pink crocheted blanket Nestled in next to the soft black cat Bedtime stories, wait! One more, please. Please? Remember those fights we used to have? We screamed at each other Doors were slammed, shattered You didn’t understand my hormones And I didn’t…
Serial – Little River: Vol 2 – Ch 15
The knock on the door made Lexi feel like being sick. She left her lesson plan on the kitchen table, and started to answer the door. Before she made it out of the kitchen, Sidney flew past her and threw the door open. Lexi leaned against the doorway into the hall and watched her sister…
Issue 15.1 – Fiction
She listened to the rattling of their shackles and the sobbing of Prisoner 940 in front of her. His bawling had started hours ago when the guards put them on the bus: three men and her, with twice as many guards. They had been instructed not to make noise. She supposed crying didn’t count. She…
Issue 15.1
re- pair me with you again even though we have left pieces of us in our wake and each time we glue us back together the edges are askew But we can fill the gaps with who we have become Perhaps we will still fit together imperfectly Living in Singapore, India-born Uma Venkatraman is a journalist with…
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