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Rhythm & Bones

Rhythm & Bones

Rosie's

Rosie's

Rosie’s Christine Taylor There’s a place down on old Route 66 out past free standing houses in The-Middle-of-Nowhere, Nevada, called Rosie’s. If you’re driving at night, you barely even notice the big acrylic sign bearing a red rose in bloom along with the name of the establishment. The single street lamp in front of the place is dim, yet it attracts every moth in town. The parking lot isn’t paved, just a clearing of dirt and gravel. But the joint is open and I’m hungry,

Sickness & Health

Sickness & Health

INSIDE OF A DOG a feature by Kate Dowling Sickness & Health I’m having a bit of a poorly year. Things started with a poorly winter. I had a cold a month from December to April, and a terrible flu that meant for a hazy 24 hours my husband woke me to take my temperature and encouraged me to take in some fluid. It was far from pleasant. Seemingly picking up every cold bug going is not a great state to be in, but it’s just bad luck and getting sneezed on whilst travelling by bu

Letter from the Editor: Issue 5 - HUNGER

Letter from the Editor: Issue 5 - HUNGER

"INSATIABLE" BY KILEY LEE ISSUE FIVE: HUNGER Letter from the Editor A woman gnaws away at herself, each anxious bite at her lip or inner cheek diminishing her. Mile-a-minute devours a city, leaving people fumbling to figure out the new plant-based ecosystem. A chef steals his lover’s feelings and memories, uses them to flavor his dishes to great acclaim. These are the sorts of work you will find inside Rhythm and Bones Volume 5: HUNGER. Any further summary of the stories, poe

Issue Five: HUNGER

Issue Five: HUNGER

Cover art: "Insatiable" by Kiley Lee ISSUE FIVE: HUNGER Main Editor: Charlie Allison Letter from the Editor Meat-Hook Hungers - Alison Gerhard Better to Eat You With - Hannah Gordon When Shadow-Beasts Stalk - Malina Douglas Between Four and Six - Katherine Coldiron Tiffany's Breakfast Club - Fi Smith The world tastes of metal - Evan James Sheldon Five Scenarios for Three Sisters - Joanna C. Valente Green Day - Logan Webster Do I Look Like a Confessional - Kristin Garth paired

Better to Eat You With

Better to Eat You With

Better to Eat You With *Originally appeared in Jellyfish Review Hannah Gordon I. Prep At nineteen you start dating a sous chef, and he teaches you words like emulsion and dredge and chiffonade and crème anglaise. You like the last one the best because at first you think it’s one word, and then you think its “crèman glaze,” and all of these unfamiliar things that he knows so much about are as delectable to learn as they are to eat. He cooks for you often. Steaming piles of jas

Green Day

Green Day

Green Day Logan Rie Webster Kris tried to imagine what Philadelphia would have looked like Before. Her parents had barely survived the cataclysm, and had told her stories from Before, but she could never picture it in her mind’s eye. All she could see was what this place had become, trees that had lined the streets had taken over, tearing up the asphalt in great chunks. Those skyscrapers that had managed to stay upright sprouted all manner of greenery from their dilapidated w

The world tastes of metal

The world tastes of metal

The world tastes of metal Evan James Sheldon The group of children scrambled and jumped and played their way through the orchard, occasionally lounging in the shade or hitting tree trunks with fallen branches. The orchard hummed gently—a deep buzz thrummed above their smalls heads. Only one little girl noticed. Soon they grew hungry and found the limbs heavy with ripe fruit of all colors. They couldn’t reach the fruit though, and they couldn’t find any fallen among the grass

Five Scenarios for Three Sisters

Five Scenarios for Three Sisters

Five Scenarios for Three Sisters Joanna C. Valente i. Easy to imagine them as horses: storm jaws eclipse, grass cools on their hinds; they momentarily forget how to stand. ii. If they were a surgeon's hands: a husband wakes from bypass to find he loves his wife more than his lover, heart failure turns to agape. iii. A light flashes white—they are a camera lens: a woman scoops ice cream, her child asking if she loves him skulls gleam orange, assume position. iv. Drifts of sea-

When Shadow-Beasts Stalk

When Shadow-Beasts Stalk

When Shadow-Beasts Stalk Malina Douglas "Quick, get in—" He slams the door behind me. "Why?" I saw nothing in the twist of brush; the rain-dark, spindly branches. "Creatures," he mutters, stirring to life the embers. I squint and frown but see only black through the frosted and little glass window. "Tell me," I prod, as he sets out bread and steaming soup; potatoes. '" 'Twas a girl your age, but she disappeared-- found only a bone from her ribcage." My hand shakes and my lift

Meat-Hook Hungers

Meat-Hook Hungers

Meat-Hook Hungers Alison Gerhard Based on a true obsession I started chewing on my cheek. It’s a small quirk, and really, who can blame me? I fidget with every part of my body, run my hands through shaved hair, twirl pencils, jitter legs. I scratch my head and like hearing the sound through the bone. If I had antennae I would wash them like a moth in quiet moments. I sometimes fail to thread my needle because I like to run the bright embroidery thread across my lips. So now I

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