Under the mold creep and roach scuttles high in the crown molding corners cobwebs attest to life and living not mine and not my own The porch keeps its own counsel angrily hiving umbrella wasps and carpenter bees squeeze their fat abdomens into expressing shit in the crack between column and cornice Though […]
Unlooking Glass
i used to associate iran with death since we only went back for funerals. i thought the tinsel altars around the capital city were for some summertime festival, not memorials for dead young men. my mom never corrected me. instead, she bought me smarties, which for some reason was what my cousins called m&ms. […]
‘Trans World’ Is Redundant & homos stay homos
‘Trans World’ Is Redundant My boy accosts the Wendy’s worker who ma’am’d him through the intercom at the drive through. I’m a man! he says, you’re a boy! I say, and teen says sorry! Between suiciding around cis men and playing dead, I find my footing dissociating into fungus. Skirt boy’s hot mic monologue […]
The Story & Mushroom
The Story He has killed, the man, a doe. To be sure, it was an accident, but there was one private moment, just before he slammed on the brakes, when he hit the gas. Just to see. It is dusk. It will be years before he makes his confession. The eyes of things that […]
Freerice.com & The Ambassadors
Freerice.com Backslash famous-paintings where to recognize Water Lilies and Woman Reading A Letter is a virtue as leads to quantifiable purchase of relief food one passes through this game to know who made the image eat of this, the landscape is the value of impressions seen through this window its issuance its multiple choice […]
What Happened Was Impossible
in the sense that these things can’t happen, like you opened a chest and greek goddesses flew out and what they did How many? at least six. The greek goddesses, what they did is, they were hungry having been in a trunk A wood trunk? wooden, yes, it was cedar and the first thing they […]
Editor-noteS Issue #39
39 interior.indd 1 2/16/22 6:00 PM ••• iii February 11, 2022 Dear readers, Fence is made for you. If this is the first literary magazine you are holding in your hands, and especially if you do not identify as a writer, we know you are there, looking for something other than whatever is currently being […]
A Call for Writing by Professional Nurses
An enormous thank you to Sarah Hope Kagan, PhD, RN, FAAN, FGSA, AOCN, GCNS-BC.University of Pennsylvania Professor of Gerontological Nursing. Lucy Walker Term Professor, Abramson Cancer Center at Pennsylvania Hospital. With Sarah generously volunteering to reach out to her vast network of fellow nurses, Fence was able to circulate the below letter soliciting writing from […]
Splitting Fire
Traffic is a bully on 94w, and it’s a relief to exit at the Johnson’s Creek Outlets. Jefferson is still ten plus miles away, and just like Whitewater, where I grew up, but also just like the moon. Flat asphalt right into the sun. The road curves at the foot of the granary. To submit […]
Philipsburg, Pennsylvania, America
His grandmother died. It was summer—late summer—and he lived in Rhode Island, where he’d been to the beach only twice since July. It wasn’t a big deal; grandmothers passed. This was what they did. It wasn’t a parent but someone over one hundred years old, her mind soft now, her speech ever-pregnant with questions. She […]
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