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Two Flash Fiction Pieces by Christina Tudor
Leave Marks Before the car hit us head on, in the liminal space before we both died, we gripped what we could: the steering wheel, the soft seat cushion underneath us, each other so hard our knuckles went white. Before we even had a chance to swerve—our last memory the sensation of lurching forward like Continue reading
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Artwork by Stephanie Jo
Stephanie Jo is an illustrator, and cat mom. her work is heavily inspired by sci-fi and fantasy, medieval/Renaissance paintings, and her love of traditional tattooing. Her work has been featured in The New York Times, WeTransfer, Troublemaker Firestarter, and Saving Daylight Mag. Continue reading
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Ode to Resistance
by Ellen Gerneaux Woods Wisteria curls in delicate bloomsheads bowed in surrender long flexible stem known to wanderand twine in unpredictable patternsclimbs the lattice he builtto control her meandering waysthe poetry of her mind the plant outlasts the lattice now copious lavender expressionsedge her home wander near windowsdrop long blossomed branchesover the face of the Continue reading
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The Final Threads
by Kevin Hogg Of all the days for his car to break down—the hottest day of the summer. Sloan found himself praying for a patch of shade near the road. Sure, removing the trees next to the highway reduced collisions with animals, but it left him nowhere to hide. His water bottle long since empty… Continue reading
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Three Poems by Richard Jordan
Herring Run No one will convince me the sky was ever cloudy over South River those late April afternoons when Grandpa and I went to the stone bridge to witness herring battle swift currents, the run so dense I imagined I could walk upstream on a trail of blue-black backs. Grandpa would hold my legs as I Continue reading
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Three Poems by Nancy Cherry
A Bottle of Summer There were summers bright with sunlight glancing off chrome truck bumpers where we’d beg a dime for a cold Fanta Orange, or a Coke in green glass.Already rusty on the rim, the cold box held the bottles in a web of metal, and a crate forthe returns, and we returned them, Continue reading
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Panda Mitt
by Michael Kozart “Everything’s sold out,” says the sales rep at Sports Bazaar.” She wears a mask with a clear plastic shield like a windshield. “But we’ll order direct from the factory. Neoprene for grip, rainbow hues for fun.” I feel for her, making the sale’s pitch while I sit curbside in air-conditioned comfort. It’s Continue reading
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A Brief Thank You and Note About Our Publication Schedule
by Jeffrey Heath When we first launched January House Literary Journal, we weren’t sure what kind of response we would receive. We set a realistic goal of publishing our first full issue in the Fall of 2025, expecting slow growth. I’m pleased to announce that the response from the literary community has far exceeded our Continue reading
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Three Poems by Carla Sarett
Unsent Postcard I own too many heirloom timepieces like the broken grandfather clock, it never strikes the hour properly, it lags a minute then longer so by mid- summer 9 a.m. it might be any hour. It chimes the same for hours gained or lost. I can never grasp Daylight Savings, the flying back, the Continue reading
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Sundowning
by Nathaniel Krenkel The green plate rests in my lap. “Imagine how much this would cost in a restaurant.” Under different circumstances, I’d say something rude—the snarky son—but for now, I stay silent and force another bite of the walnut and raspberry buckwheat pancake. “Susie, you’re boy is here,” he says. My mother’s head remains Continue reading
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