• Future Repeat Offender by Matt Neil Hill

    I can’t breathe, wrapped in all this thick, bland plastic. Really I’d always been suffocating, I just didn’t know it before. Not until last night. When Audrey showed me what I’d been missing, with a little help from Ray. I have no idea where Audrey is now, I only know where she isn’t. I’ve managed […]

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  • Trash Flowers by Matt Neil Hill

    There’s a baby inside Mary that’s either her sister, brother, niece or nephew as well as her daughter or son, depending on who had the strongest swimmers. My own womb twists in sympathy. I know the not-knowing, the fear. The abortionist’s resolution. Golden threads wrap themselves around my bloodied fingers as I hold her hair […]

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