Issue #3 // His Pinky // Josh Elbaum
flesh covered question mark shriveled around a nail when asking after the stump I am shushed a sound I become accustomed to hearing whenever wondering aloud about anything interesting had […]
flesh covered question mark shriveled around a nail when asking after the stump I am shushed a sound I become accustomed to hearing whenever wondering aloud about anything interesting had […]
a reproduction/ our only photo/ that survived the war/ sister Dora/ the same one still knocking on the wrong side/ of the wrong door/ each night/ looks to the left […]
My dad came home from college a bright-eyed atheist just in time to inform his parents he’d be spending high holidays on the couch reading comics My grandmother, who had […]
They would scream at each other in 7 languages so none of us could understand what we already couldn’t & did anyway Moshe & Celia return to Poland to fill […]
— Car Picnics On good days, Zaydee would take me out for a car picnic in his rusty red Cadillac, the wide leather seat molded to his vastness, held him […]