fiction
“rustic haircuts for returning ghosts” — nicole tsuno
Afterschool, we waited in the cello-brown walls of Paloma’s house, playing hopscotch with the laddered sunlight that fell inside. When the phone shrilled, we jumped to it. We pressed our heads close, receiver balanced between our shoulders, and struggled to fill our lungs with air. Some of the callers gave us messages mutated by many mouths, their tongues licking the stories pointed, ice-cream coning them into an entirely different shape.
from salt hill 48
review & interview
"who else would ask / for such a violence": A review of Julia Kolchinsky Dasbach’s 40 Weeks
& An interview with Julia Kolchinsky Dasbach, author of 40 WEEKS
by kathryn bratt-pfotenhauer