Three poems

By Mandy Campbell Moore (Tipton Poetry Journal)

There is hope in the arch of his back Read more starting on page 5…

Today, I'm Saddest for the Girls

By Mandy Campbell Moore (Role Reboot)

When Democrats say they lost the election because Hillary Clinton was their candidate, what they’re really saying is that they lost because their candidate was a female. I fear that this is the takeaway for young women and girls. Read more…

The Other Side of the Line

By Mandy Campbell Moore (Redux)

My first morning on the job, I’m melting. The cafeteria floats in my tears. White-aproned reflections swim across the stainless surfaces—counters, sinks, cabinets, doors. Vegetables I’m fixing to slice sweat odors… Read more…

The Odyssey of Turkey Jane

By Mandy Campbell Moore (The East Bay Review)

California’s Highway 395 is a road you’d use if you were on the lam. Or if you wanted to see Los Angeles raped and left for dead. I know desert, but this looks like a bomb’s aftermath got swept away by windstorms. Read more…

Seismic

By Mandy Campbell Moore (Ink & Coda)

Oscar plants a ladder amidst his granite and lava landscaping, climbs to prune his huge fig tree. The greenest thing on this cul de sac, it shades his end of the building. Read more…

Heimlich

By Mandy Campbell Moore (Word Riot)

An ugliness blossoms in Nina’s husband when their daughter is born. Though not confined to the bedroom, it’s at its most unpleasant there. Read more…

(This story is being made into a short film by award winner Liane Sartor)

The Other Side of the Line

By Mandy F. Farrington (Calyx)