August 30, 2023
Chuseok
I miss you it’s the middle of our lunar autumn and the hyung behind the wok at Good Joy insisted This mooncake for you fistful of lotus paste palmed around […]
August 30, 2023
Sfratti
The Kenyon Review · “Sfratti” by Emily Franklin Paul pushed open the pantry door with his torn foot to find Anna crouched on the stone floor, flour canisters and ropes […]
August 30, 2023
Little Boxes
In October 2021, right around the three-year anniversary of my sobriety, I stuck two square yellow Post-it notes onto my refrigerator as physical reminders. The note on the freezer door […]
August 29, 2023
The Fungi Hunters
I admit to an abnormal worship of mushrooms. When I was young, I couldn’t stand to put one of the slimy, spongy, dirty morsels in my mouth, although I have […]
August 29, 2023
Country Club
Before he had moved to Chile, June’s uncle had been kidnapped in the street, brought to his house, and tied up with rope like in the movies. The house and […]
August 29, 2023
Miscalibration
The old man pale in his bed says once we go to America we never come back, how we have a duty to our country. Wasn’t I worried about brain […]
August 29, 2023
Our House
In our house there are twenty-seven rooms. In those twenty-seven rooms tick seven hundred and twenty-nine clocks. My father says I should come visit, it’s been so long. For days, […]
August 29, 2023
Scraps
In the first weeks, when this job is new, I still get most of my daily calories from greek yogurt, eaten in my car. My job during this time is […]
August 28, 2023
Lemon Season
She found the lemons charming at first. “Blue bowl! No stroller! More lemons!” She smiled at his self-knowledge and rewarded his confidence with both hands, even as he failed to […]
August 28, 2023
Tenderloin
The Kenyon Review · “Tenderloin” by Inga Lea Schmidt Tying stuffed pork with butcher’s twine in my slippers that look like paws, hands are unsteady unfit to keep the soft […]