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Vol. VI · September 2026

Categoría: little chews

  • Featuring “ONE STEP THROUGH THE FIRE” by Benjamin Munyao David

    Featuring “ONE STEP THROUGH THE FIRE” by Benjamin Munyao David

    Synopsis ONE STEP THROUGH THE FIRE is a collection of deeply human stories about resilience, family, fear, memory, hardship, hope, and the courage to keep moving forward. The stories move across different emotional and imaginative landscapes. Some are rooted in the realities of poverty, family responsibility, education, illness, work, and…

  • Fang-Freakin-Tastic Reviews Reviews “Butchers” by Todd Sullivan

    Fang-Freakin-Tastic Reviews Reviews “Butchers” by Todd Sullivan

    This is not your parent’s vampires. Actually it may be more your parent’s vampires than our vampires, since some of our vampires glitter in the sun. No shame if you like glittery vampires, I tend to go for ones that are bloody and sexy. They don’t even have to be…

  • Pet Peeves 5-7 by Carl Bernard Schwartz

    Pet Peeves 5-7 by Carl Bernard Schwartz

    PERSONAL PEEVE ♾️+ 5: I HAVE BEEN DISOWNED Used to get TV broadcast listings printedIn the local daily newspaper and wouldMark which baseball, football, or basketballGames I wanted to view, then I could evenWatch one while recording another. TimesHave sure changed for the worse. For the most part, these games…

  • “Noon” by Yongbo Ma

    “Noon” by Yongbo Ma

    All the gods of this world are restingthe sky has sucked in all soundsand turned perfectly bright On such a silent noon, looking up in a dark dwellinglike someone waiting for a miraclesitting at the half-bright, half-dark doorway Behind are the furniture in the dark, clumsy old beastswhere light dies…

  • 3 Prose Pieces by Mykyta Ryzhykh

    3 Prose Pieces by Mykyta Ryzhykh

    Guests White riders with a pure, perhaps empty conscience. They bring back and sew humility into my chest. ~~ Dante Heaven is when, by the river’s mirror, right in its bed, the whisper of your name begins. The trees sing, and the birds too. The fish sing, and the leaves…

  • Featuring “Advice and Other Absurdities for My Daughter” by Tom Formaro

    Featuring “Advice and Other Absurdities for My Daughter” by Tom Formaro

    Tom Formaro’s poetry takes random and intentional thoughts, glances and ear shots, and torques them until some sense of motion emerges. What occurs in this collection is “advice” that is unstable, open, and resonates in multiple directions at once. Surprises from poem to poem, line to line, and word to…

  • “Coming Out, Circa 1973” by Bill Tope

    “Coming Out, Circa 1973” by Bill Tope

    It was Sunday, at daybreak, and 19-year-oldDenise walked up to her father as he stoodon the bank of the pond on the west end oftheir property. She hesitated as he cast a lineinto the water. “Dad,” she said, “can I tell you something?”As he reeled in his line, he looked…

  • “Lilacs” by Julie A. Dickson

    “Lilacs” by Julie A. Dickson

    Purple flowersmake me sneezeworth an itchy noselovely lilacslavender bloomnearby bees hum

  • “Witch’s Brew” by Bill Tope

    “Witch’s Brew” by Bill Tope

    “Cookies,” the old woman hissed, standing over the churning cauldron. With steam rising to swathe her face, she continued in that same plaintive monotone, “Cookies. Cookies, cookies.” Her voice was dry, sibilant as a snake. She stirred the great iron pot with a large wooden paddle, sometimes splashing the mixture…

  • “Whiskey Holland” by John Yamrus

    “Whiskey Holland” by John Yamrus

    Whiskey Holland isthe nameshe goes by now, andshe has anice little placeon 2nd Street, behind Taylor’s Garage, andshe dancesthe late shiftat Legs and Eggsout on the highway andshe’s mostly happy with her life these days, but,every now and then,when she has too much time to herself, she getsa little bit…

  • “Dandelions Weep” by Joni Caggiano

    “Dandelions Weep” by Joni Caggiano

    Veins of leaves pulsate with wrath, while willow oaks bleed through their bark. Even the sun dares not share her vibrant rays without sunscreen as she clasps a bright red umbrella. Flutes play sad songs while morning steam settles into cracks in sable earth. Extracted hearts fearlessly hang from trees…

  • “A Poem A Day…” by H.L. Dowless

    “A Poem A Day…” by H.L. Dowless

    Writing a poem a day might wind up killing me.It causes my legs and hands to tingle,While my shotty eyes strain to see,Shifting in and out from clear to blurryAs my head buzzes, tweets, and jingles.This story is such a perplexing mystery. I’ve tried to quit my addictionBut I can’t.I…

  • 4 Poems by Carl Bernard Schwartz

    4 Poems by Carl Bernard Schwartz

    Haibun Book Review: Robert Heinlein’s Stranger in a Strange Land While in elementary school, I regularly visited the small library branch nearby to check out and read science fiction books, many written by Robert Heinlein. On one occasion, I picked up another book by Heinlein, and this one put me,…

  • “The Nearby Hand” by Yongbo Ma

    “The Nearby Hand” by Yongbo Ma

    That hand lurking in the dim shadedaughter of shadowsigns its name upon a letterwhat does it stand for?love? Scheme, or bitter hatred follow it, and you reach a slender armits skin must taste sour and coldbringing back the morning rainand winds wandering across distant meadows White steeds outside the window,…

  • “Death in a sleepy forest” by Mykyta Ryzhykh

    “Death in a sleepy forest” by Mykyta Ryzhykh

    John, a six-year-old child, touched the black door. It was a blackened door that had once been white, leading from his room into the hallway. As soon as he touched the handle, the door opened of its own accord. Before him lay a vast pine forest. It was unclear whether…