Scoundrel Time

Days until

I wake up. Russia will invade soon. I eat my breakfast. Russia will invade soon. I go shopping. Russia will invade soon. I buy buckwheat and chocolate. Russia will invade soon. I take a bus to work. Russia will invade...

Water Talks

VIRUS AND STREAM It was August. The stream ran low but was busy with creatures seeking to cool off. One day a little human stood on the bank, and sneezed, and a virus entered the stream. Stream said, Are you singing...

Lettuce All

  _____ Mark Blickley grew up within walking distance of New York’s Bronx Zoo. He is a proud member of the Dramatists Guild and PEN American Center. His latest book is the flash fiction collection, Hunger...

A BRIEF HISTORY OF KYIV

Yaruslav the Wise holds the city in his hands. Its domes and alleys constructed themselves in a dream of how best to manage the hill above the Dnipro. He has a Tatar face, fur-trimmed hat, robes of an idealized medieval...

In Fragments

I. Freshman year of college, your professor in ‘Reclaiming Human Rights for Communities of Color’ tells you she teaches her daughter consent through the most basic forms of contact. If someone asks for a hug, she makes...

I am an elevator

attached to a brutalist construction— I see city blocks that fall asleep amid prickly weeds I see a skein of geese that land on the surface of the lake like it’s their job to surprise on demand     _____...

Signals

Walking down the street, I brush against people and, for one split-second, get a sense of them. Then they disappear. I find this hard to accept. All that individuality! So precious and mysterious. I try opening my mind...