We didn’t know where to put most things, like the room our grandma died in, like the bed our grandma died on.
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“Chicken Wire Wings” by Siobhan Manrique
Her mother was deep in her early afternoon slumber but managed to give an unconcerned grunt.
“The House on Sheridan Drive” by Scott Bessenecker
The door was unlocked, which was a terrific disappointment. If you’re going to sneak into a place, you want to break in like a thief.
“The Blonde on Willow Ave” by Cory Essey
We were in an easy bubble that floated above the mess. Until we weren’t.
“The Memory Jar” by Sharon Kretschmer
“…anytime you feel sad, you can look at the jar and think of a happy memory…”
“Summer Dream” by Joanne Kukanza Easley
We don’t talk much. We never do.
“Don’t Look Back” by Victoria Shannon
Maddie saw immediately that his crystal blue eyes had lost their sparkle.
“Hair Leprosy” by Saeide Mirzaei
“A lot of girls have hair leprosy. You just need to learn to live with it.”
“The Elephant Trail” by Steve Carr
“I warned you that you might find it boring,”
“Dust” by E.K. Reisinger
How long would she wait for a body to decay? To decompose, under the weight of temperature and time? When does it become dirt? Dung? When does it become dust?








