Fiction

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Associate Editor Andy Sia: Shikhandin’s haunting story pays mind to possession: what we own, what we do not own, and what we feel owed to. Clothing—a metonymy for inheritance—is a spectral presence in the piece, constellating around the body, cinching, draping, slipping. Amid the maw of loss, the piece crescendos toward the end in a …

Depending on the situation and people involved, this outside world may or may not crash like terse waves into said Self, transgressing a felt sense of sovereignty, wholeness, intactness, a concept which is intangible yet real . . . very real.

Sarah Chin’s story navigates the sticky terrain of grief.

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An ekphrastic prose poem that makes the artifact embodied through a narrative.

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I It was three days after Christmas when I came home from work and found the gift bag leaning up against my door. “Love, Aunt Gloria,” read the card in her spidery cursive script, the kind that stymied children. I pulled a tin of cheap mint chocolates from the bag. Frango was stamped in bloodred …

Winner of the 2024 Robert and Adele Schiff Award in fiction At night I kept my Jesus folded small in the corner of my closet, arms under tucked knees, dark mangled locks beneath the cotton dangle of buttoned shirts I didn’t wear. That’s where I charged him too. Anywhere out in my room would have …