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The Standing Grain by Rob Bockman

When you’re a 2L, they’ll take you aside after registration day, and they’ll sit you down—we were in the aquatic-smelling student lounge, with Professor Stahlberg presiding, pizza sauce on his tie and his glasses riding down his nose—and they’ll tell you about post-mortem law, “post-mort tort,” Stahlberg says, dryly amused. You, already used to jokes…

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The Lake by Marie Baleo

No later than last night On the quiet surface of our lake Something appeared, as though pushed gently from the depths by a pale, plump hand of soft skin, fingers nimble, wading through algae and schools of fish And the people in their neat little beds in the neat little houses peppered around the water…

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Nomination Announcement: The VERA

Lovely CC Readers: We are pleased to announce that the cows have nominated the following story for Vestal Review‘s third annual award for flash fiction (The VERA). “Epistles” by Courtney Sender Congrats to Courtney! We could only nominate one story of 500 words or less from 2016, so this required considerable contemplation (and cud chewing).…

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Unpacking by Jordan Upshaw

My bones feel soft enough to slip my hands right through my chest, part my breastbone like clay reach inside and take out my organs, one by one fill the bathtub with cool water gently place each organ in to soak rinse cheap vodka from my liver squeeze the smoke from my lungs let them…

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Hopi by Josh Rank

The screaming started about a month before the sky burst into flames. Her voice came out full, fevered, shrieking in response to seemingly nothing. Betsy and Robert first marveled at the sound of it. Even as a baby, wrapped in a singular blanket alone in Woodland Park, the officers heard no protest or complaint as…

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Please by Arlyn LaBelle

Their time at sea became its’ own reality. The salt and musk that sunk into their hair, their clothes, the way their bodies learned to lean, bracing in their sleep. Their mother who carved her wrists into flowers, and the way her body twitched as she was eaten by silver fish beneath her like a…