by Kristen Tauer Guests always asked me what they were supposed to do with the eyeball. By that point, most diners had eaten around it—I always recommend they approach the …
Fisheye
Category: Non-Fiction
Channeling Grandma As I Bake Through the Coronavirus
by Jessica Runberg Every time I sit down to coffee with my ninety-year-old grandma she tells me the same story, which is such a comfort. “My mom traded my coffee …
Sides of Astoria
by Timothy P. Fenn There is a place in Astoria on 31st Avenue, between 23rd Avenue and Ditmars Boulevard, in which you will find an X, and by X, I …
Unspoken Words
by Shabelle Paulino I find comfort in words, but it’s taken time to get there. I created the walls step by step, the tip of this pen unleashing ink stored …
History Keep Me Awake at Night
by Alessandro Gherardi My eyes are closed, my mouth is half-open, and my nose is just clear enough to be able to breathe. I lie here, buried in the midst …
Muddy Dog
by Kody Christiansen Sometimes I feel like a muddy dog. Or should I say, I felt like a muddy dog. Waking up on a sidewalk, covered in dirt with no …