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Issue Spring '20

Short Story

An Anecdote

by Lara Mayr

I always had a certain fondness for lists, and the security they provide. The prospect of sitting down and creating a new list never failed to excite ...read the full piece >>


Asleep No More

by Federica Santini

Buried deep you sleep under the gleaming asphalt of every downtown, within pots and casseroles of tears held back at dinner, in the purple mornings, ...read the full piece >>

Short Story

Calliope's Laughter

by Nikola Dimitrov

The first time I saw her, she was sitting at the corner of Vitosha Boulevard and Slivnitsa Street. She looked like a cast-off toy, ragged and worn, ...read the full piece >>

Flash Fiction

Double Identity

by Annick Duignan

My name is Katell, or so I thought for the first 5 years of my life, when my world was French, despite the fact that we lived on Valentine Avenue in ...read the full piece >>


Goodbye, For a While

by Marcus Narvaez

September 2011 was a time in my life where I finally understood what my family had been going through. My parents immigrated to the United States in ...read the full piece >>



by Ansel Guarneros

My hands can tell if someone is doing fine, or not, by just touching their face. It works with everyone except with me — I think that my hands can ...read the full piece >>


How My Body Becomes an Abacus Machine

by Ifeoluwa Ayandele

Maami , my body reeks of grief. Like a child dragged out of a burning building, my skin sweat tastes of petty smoke, of how hope breeds thistle in ...read the full piece >>

Flash Nonfiction

Immigrant Sitcom

by Francisco Serrano

When you are an immigrant on the cusp of being American, meaning you came to America early enough you end up knowing more about here than there but ...read the full piece >>

Short Story

In Memory of the Beaches of Siberia

by S.A. Karpukhin

1. From the open window of my room in a St. Petersburg communal apartment, I heard the joyful screams of swallows in the bright evening sky and the ...read the full piece >>


Lake Merritt

by Sejal Ghia

The lake watches people loop it on feet, wheels, strollers, leashes — it’s dizzy! It closes its eyes and reflects. It hears the whispers of couples ...read the full piece >>

Flash Fiction


by Eneida P. Alcalde

The silver-white adult she-wolf ran through and in between the thick forest of pine trees covered in fresh-laid snow from the previous night’s ...read the full piece >>


Mandarin Suits

by Catherine C. Con

I only wore that bright yellow mandarin suit once, as a flower girl, for my youngest aunt’s wedding. She was married late, so they said. She was the ...read the full piece >>

Short Story

Mecca Lipstick

by Nazli Artemia

It happened in Khayyam Street, in the heart of Urmia, full of boutiques and stores that sold fancy clothes and accessories. A year ago, people didn’t ...read the full piece >>

Flash Fiction


by Chiara Meitz

It felt odd feeling nothing. But that was all there was left. Nothing. Emptiness consuming me from the inside and enveloping me on the outside. ...read the full piece >>

Short Story

On the Stroke of Twelve

by Trang NP Tran

I know it’s pathetic to be excited about going out with my husband, but after fifteen years and two children, we rarely have time together anymore. ...read the full piece >>



by Caroline Smadja

Coming second was all I ever knew. In spite of our near-insignificant age difference, I idolized my sister. In my eyes, she deserved the best. The ...read the full piece >>


Speaking of the end

by Norbert Góra

Once this body aroused admiration, synonymous with the beauty of Aphrodite, the splendor of Adonis, now everyone turns their eyes when the finger of ...read the full piece >>

Flash Nonfiction

The Foreignest of Them All

by Hibah Shabkhez

Write a mémoire in your language, and have it say: “Out, ye autres who know naught of my world!” Write it in a foreign one, and it says to your own ...read the full piece >>

Short Story

The Frontier Incident

by Mario Marčinko

“How much more until we get out of the woodlands, Tim?” Con asks inquisitively. “If we set out tomorrow morn at an earlier time, it could be in the ...read the full piece >>


The Gift

by Volha Hapeyeva

he bought her a dress as a farewell present on his birthday whether she still wears it I wonder my own dresses I buy myself gifts are a strange ...read the full piece >>

Short Story

The Music Woman plays Infinite Strings

by Rhea Malik

As the sun set on the evening bazaar, it overcast the young couple’s reconnaissance of a different land. The attraction of little universes woven into ...read the full piece >>


Three Stages of Intimacy

by Alexandra Magearu

I. TOUCH Touch me as softly as possible, you said, and I passed my fingers over the palm of your hand. If touch is reversible, and the skin touches ...read the full piece >>

Flash Nonfiction

To Live

by E. Izabelle Cassandra Alexander

Colorless syllables linger across five thousand miles of phone lines. In desperate tears, I ask on the first day, “How do I exist deprived of my ...read the full piece >>


Translation ban

by Marlene Lahmer

How can you keep the word From being spread? Fragile identity thread Spoken into being, heard, Lingers in the air. To breath in, to repeat To identify ...read the full piece >>


Zhang Yu, 23, from China

by Bänoo Zan

You look sixteen — are not fluent in Cantonese or Mandarin Students take a long time translating my two-word questions for you Your eyes are still ...read the full piece >>

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Land Steiermark: Kultur, Europa, Außenbeziehungen
U.S. Embassy Vienna
Stadt Graz