I tried micro-dosing mortared pills in squares of toilet paper, and when that didn’t work I bought an expensive machine to re-encapsulate the ground-up chemicals.
Portrait of Exile at Elementary School Cafeteria: Fiction by María Isabel Alvarez
Lights drop from the ceiling: low, glass-cased, chromatic. The gym is arranged in rows of faux-wood tables, their edges caked in sauce and calcified cheese. Meal trays dolloped with corn slide across brackets. Boys with mushroom haircuts and Michael Jordan jerseys…
Flash fiction by Caroll Sun Yang: Trust and Stockholm Syndromes
By Caroll Sun Yang It doesn’t matter if you’re the lion or the gazelle- when the sun comes up, you’d better be running. –Christopher McDougall I have come to know what it is you like and dislike. Pacing signals…