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Fiction

Cafe table with coffee cup

Coffee Shop

When Kaye was honest with herself, she would acknowledge that she belonged with this set only as long as she adhered to a scripted role: The bold, no-nonsense Black Mama.

Fiction | November /December 2020 | By Lisa Williamson Rosenberg


The Making of Guernica: Artist Notes from Pablo Picasso, Stay-at-Home Dad

Wasn’t sleep training supposed to last forever? Apparently not. More water, another book, another hug, two trips to the bathroom, more water…At least now they are asleep. Ah, a quiet home. Is there anything holier?

Fiction | November /December 2020 | By Becky Tuch


The Runner

9:05. They’d be 10 to 15 minutes late to Trevor’s preschool at this point, 20 to kindergarten, a more serious crime. But if she swung by the elementary school first and backtracked all the way up Pearl, they’d all be late—including her.

Fiction | November /December 2020 | By Tavi Black


Nine Ways of Looking at Adoption

I imagine her beautiful, hair the color of Baltic amber that swizzles past her waist, a laugh that soars to the heavens. She glides through the room, feet barely touching the ground, barely stirring the air.

Fiction | September/ October 2020 | By Meredith Gordon Resnick


Minor Miracles

The two of them had always disagreed about parenting. For Merle, parenting was a seesaw. You enjoyed the highs and suffered the lows. But Bud saw things differently.

Fiction | September/ October 2020 | By Marlene Olin


Vanishing Point

My love surrounds, infiltrates, permeates. It needs no witnessing to be understood as utterly true, self-evident. Like gravity.

Fiction | July/August 2020 | By Misty Urban


Guilt Free

Some people do not like olives. They just don’t. And nothing is going to change that, no matter how needy and worthy those olives are.

Fiction | July/August 2020 | By Sara Mesa Wright


Octopus Mama, Lion Mama

But there was no leaving me to silently watch the rise and fall of his chest. The voices weren’t going away. They were impossible to ignore.

Fiction | July/August 2020 | By EC Sorenson


Tim Marshall

Other Mothers

It was two in the morning. The drum of sadness beat inside her until the building pressure pushed tears out, until she could only see the blur around her. She…

Fiction | May/June 2020 | By Karis White


Angéle Kamp

Big Sister

You, Big Sister, listen close when Mom talks like that. You do this partly out of concern for Aunt Louisa, and partly because you want Mom to let you buy…

Fiction | May 2020 | By Erin Eileen Almond


Dewang Gupta

Marbles, Lost

She tried to understand him, would ask him over dinner what he was doing all those hours in his room. He gave terse answers out of the side of his…

Fiction | May 2020 | By Briana Maley


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