Disclaimer: This year I was wrongly diagnosed with bipolar disorder and treated with Lamictal. My psychiatrist prescribed me a very low dosage and quickly – within four weeks – my dosage was multiplied by eight. I’ve always been placid. Mom always says I was born thirty. I wasn’t active, I didn’t have a whole…
Issue 6.4 – Fiction
Sister Elizabeth’s porridge sat in Rachel’s stomach like a brick. She hadn’t slept, knowing today was her turn. The heavy feeling turned to nausea as she and Mary headed out to the perimeter. Stopping by the supply shed, Mary pressed a rifle into her hands, and said: “Remember, it’s you today.” As if Rachel could…
Issue 6.4 – Poetry
Obsessions with the Moon and Nearly Iconoclastic Weather Aside, & thanking Andre Breton, of course I am dreaming of hair. Hair, a halo of daemons, hair of memory Swimming pool hair, after chlorine, after sun, salted ocean hair, little girl hair, silky smooth straight parted hair, on the right, hippie girl parted in the…
Serial – Little River – Chapter 16
* New to Little River or behind in reading? Find all the previous chapters here. Abigail pulled the back hatch of her minivan down to close it, and, as she turned to push her shopping cart to the corral in the supermarket parking lot, she muttered, “Dang it!” She had just spotted Tammy Hall walking in her direction….
Book Review – The Natural Way of Things
The Natural Way of Things by Charlotte Wood This novel is a horror story, a parable, about what our society would like to do to women it sees as fallen. Ten young women, each marked by a sex scandal with powerful men, are tricked and taken against their will to the Australian outback, where they…
The Little Things – Microwork
the difference I’m not mad at you for deciding to go I’m mad that you decided long before you said it with words. Danielle Rose Huffenus is a University student in the Appalachian mountains studying poetry and prose writing. She is constantly inspired by the captivating landscape she calls home and by the resilient…
A Word from the Editor
Welcome to Issue 6.3! As always, I’m so proud of the fantastic work we have this week. Before I tell you about it, I want to remind you of two things: First, for the month of February, we are donating 10% of the profits from sales of our anthology “Raising Her Voice” to Care.org to…
Issue 6.3 – Nonfiction
Taylor Swift blares from the U-Haul’s radio, and we immediately burst into song, switching the lyric without needing to confer: I’m feeling twenty-FIVE, oh, oo. My partner grins at our telepathy, then comments: “Partner, really, don’t quit your day job.” I laugh; continue to sing, happily off-key. We’re packed into a 14-foot U-Haul, speeding up…
Issue 6.3 – Fiction
6pm Whenever I’m there, she is too. It’s nice to have her company though we are separated by both bricks and water. I see her no matter whether I’m feeding, soothing, winding or watching the world go by reflected in the canal outside my house. She is in a room like mine, often sitting, sometimes…
Issue 6.3 – Poetry
As the words left his mouth I felt the stake through my heart Shock, hurt and brokenness Swirled in a cauldron of confusion Who was this person? I didn’t recognise him He seemed to know me He spat, foamed and hurled angry, hostile words With the strength of machine gun fire at me…
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