Fiction

“2170”

Amanda Ellard

One lucky hand brought my fingers to the soft feather of old paper and leather. I found it there, a full sentence written out with some letters I’d never seen before, which I now know to be vowels, and sounds stacked in neat lines that created the full pronunciation of the words we speak aloud.

The Fate of Miss Primly

Jenean McBrearty

Most notable about the layout were two-and-a-half inch margins, which provided ample space for obscene student art and sacrilegious editorializing. Someone had inked in a mid-calf skirt on the picture of Daniel Boone, extending the tail of his coon-skin hat over his shoulder and coiling it around one of two large-nipple tits.