Post Extraction Juleigh Howard-Hobson __________ It’s not simply the matter of the tooth coming out. There’s the gap, the open gum, the hole where there used to be a wall of solid teeth. You’ll never eat food again the same way, there will always be the blank space that no…
Read MoreKarris Rae Karris Rae is a fiction MFA/MA candidate at McNeese State University. She is also a fiction editor for The McNeese Review and managing editor of Boudin. Her chapbook, We Obedient Children, won the 2024 Etchings Press Chapbook Contest in prose. Her short work has recently appeared or is…
Read MoreTooth Appointment Ben Larned __________ You don’t remember your last visit to the dentist. It’s been two years, maybe three. All the way here your gums itch. The waiting room has a sickly hue, a chemical smell that reminds you of metal scraping and drills whirring. If it weren’t for…
Read MoreEviction Notice from the Tooth Fairy & red is a spectrum Jaden Fong __________ EVICTION NOTICE FROM THE TOOTH FAIRY I fear that I have offended my teeth. They are as loose in my gums, bucking broncos in a gingivae stadium, but please, do not abduct them yet– these teeth…
Read Morejesus lost his milk teeth & he looked so much like his father Quinton Okoro __________ JESUS LOST HIS MILK TEETH all at once. he placed them, still warm, pulp still clinging to crown, into his mother’s hand. she bent over him, her palm flattened with expectation. these will make…
Read MoreSnappers/The Man on the Mattress Robb T. White __________ “You’re probably wondering what’s going on, right?” Asking yourself, ‘What happened’? ‘Where the hell am I?’ Can’t say I blame you,” he said, watching his eyes focus as he tried to turn his head one way and then the other. They…
Read MoreThe Dentist, The Bootlegger Meghan Louise Wagner __________ The drops went the same each month. I kept my hair under my cap and let Julian do the talking. After the boss counted the crates, he’d crack into a random bottle to sample. He’d take a couple glugs, swish, then nod…
Read MoreTonight John Brantingham __________ It’s 2ambefore I noticethe snow in the streetlight coming downin fat wet flakes.It’s an inch thick on the road, and no one’sdriven this way yet.Sirens are whining and so far from methat they’re soft as birdsong.The blue light of my neighbor’s televisionis playingoff his curtains. I…
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