Monthly Archives: February 2012
Editor’s Pick: Chera King
While Deborah Graber’s pieces are always funny, this one is by far my favorite. The crux of this piece has to do with the infatuation and obsession of the unreliable narrator, but the paradox is that we all really crave … Continue reading
Filed under Uncategorized
Time Out of Joint
In the dream it was a hectic day. The animals were restless, disturbed, sensing something in ways I couldn’t: a bark, a mew, a clarion call. The ghost called on the phone and it was great, just like old … Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
Editor’s Pick: Bryan Burch
I don’t know Edward Hagelstein. I didn’t read BRAIN SPANK before we published it last July 14th. (I was reading other submissions, I suppose.) In fact, I didn’t read Edward’s short story until we decided to look back into our … Continue reading
Filed under Uncategorized
The Blue Cervix
Tarleton perches on the exam table in a gown, her thighs pasted to the runner of waxy paper like she is her own favorite mayo and banana pregnancy sandwich. Hugging her stomach she wonders if her baby will like the … Continue reading
Filed under Fiction
Editor’s Pick: Jennifer McCartin
Simona Supekar’s “The Origin of Zero” redefines Zero as a powerful identity in the post-colonial imagination. A catalyst for the love between two people, the Zero asserts its history while forging a deeply personal future between the speaker and her … Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
The Accomplice
You’ve quite the paper trail by now, an account of sticking to what you know: kaleidoscope of club kids dancing to the language of ten -dollar drinks, hand-on-knee, lip-to-ear, sharp white teeth and red lips with nowhere else to … Continue reading
Editor’s Pick: Lauren Cummings
My fellow editors and I had the privilege of getting to know Stacy Furrer while we were all getting our MFAs. Stacy was there when TWF was just an idea, she was one of our first contributors, and has continued … Continue reading
Filed under Nonfiction
The mock turtle’s story
I pass by the store where you work on my way home. I have been crying since I got your final text. We are over. We are over. We are over. My wife, Holly, and I get home at … Continue reading
Filed under Nonfiction
