by Brandi George

“Black moths flew from Jung’s Red Book, so We threw it—twice…Dark flying creatures emerged from the edges of our vision each time We read it: crows, ravens, pterodactyls, dragonflies, and now black moths.”

by Erik Fuhrer

“I seem to continue putting my hand of the burner. I never learn”

by Sam Moe

“In the corner of the room sat a small blue stool. In EMDR sessions, you imagined a monster sitting in the corner. It takes years to recall the stool and will take longer to recall who (or, what) was sitting in the corner.”

by Bridget Verhaaren

“Ashley, the conference organizer, stands on a metal picnic bench, a cheerleader, her hands raised above her head. She shouts, “Everyone whose spouse died of cancer, stand over here. Everyone whose spouse died of heart disease, clump over there. And everyone whose spouse died in an accident, circle up in the middle.”

by Mugdhaa Ranade

“at home, i run wet fingers through my hair and go to sleep. i dream of the sea i immersed my dad’s ashes in; i wake up with beach waves.”

by Anne Dougherty

“As I pass by, I don’t even have to think: the car is totaled…I can tell at least three airbags went off. A cushion between injury and my husband.

by Michela Polito

“It was a particularly hot and wet day at the shipyard, the day I met Lahdi. The air felt thick and heavy, both inside and outside the ships.”

by Chachee Valentine

“I was born with an obsession with death. My young mother, exhausted by my curiosities, would snarl under Maxwell House coffee breath, Death is for the living.”

by Indigo Brewer

“I lost my mother to breast cancer in 2016. Followed the year after by my grandmother to old age and the family dog by way of ran-the-fuck-over. My 21 year old brain couldn’t duck the heavy-handed fast blowing woes yet so I crawled in and out of bars until they closed and the bouncers shoulder-grab-shoved me out in the politest way possible.”

by Jennifer Harris

“I don’t know what woke me up. A bad dream, maybe. I used to be haunted by bad dreams, especially in Maine.”

by Zary Fekete

“If Ananya does her work well, then she will earn the rupee equivalent of $6 per day.”

by Leigh Cuen

“Change is always happening. Stillness is only a seductive illusion. We are all piecing ourselves together, decade after decade. Aging is not the end of beauty, but rather allows its deepest expression.”

by Liza Shaub

“I have a memory of a woman who refused to show weakness in front of anyone. I understand now that she was telling us something in silence…The disease could have her body, but it could never have her place in our family. Not while she still had breath to fill the room.”

by Leslie Lisbona

“Looking back, I wanted so much a home of my own. But where was home, I wonder.  Was it our old house in Queens? Was it when we passed LaGuardia? Or was it simply being with my mom on all those long drives in our car that felt as big as a living room?”