Barb Johnson
Beggars and Choosers

Barb Johnson - Beggars and Choosers

Fiction
Barb Johnson worked as a carpenter in New Orleans for more than twenty years before receiving her MFA from the… Read more »
Maria Kuznetsova
Cornucopia

Maria Kuznetsova - Cornucopia

Fiction
Maria Kuznetsova was born in Kiev, Ukraine and grew up mostly in New Jersey. She is a recent graduate of… Read more »
Melissa Ostrom
For Every Pain, Consolation

Melissa Ostrom - For Every Pain, Consolation

Fiction
Melissa Ostrom teaches English in rural western New York. Her fiction has appeared in The Florida Review, Quarter After Eight,… Read more »
M.C. Williams
In the Light We Became Children

M.C. Williams - In the Light We Became Children

Fiction
M.C. Williams’s writing has appeared in The Open Bar (Tin House) and The Journal of Microliterature, and has also made… Read more »
Kathryn McMahon
It’s Too Hot for Flannel

Kathryn McMahon - It’s Too Hot for Flannel

Fiction
Kathryn McMahon is an American writer living abroad with her wife and dog. Her fiction has appeared or is forthcoming… Read more »
Jennifer Carr
There Were Three

Jennifer Carr - There Were Three

Fiction
Jennifer Carr was born and raised in San Pedro, California, in the heart of the Port of Los Angeles, and… Read more »

It’s Too Hot for Flannel

Kathryn McMahon

Hank drives Tiff to the clinic near the lake because her mosquito bites need epic attention, particularly the one below her left eyebrow which has swollen the lid shut. The bites do not look like bites, but like cigar burns warring over her body. There must be two dozen on her arms alone. She’d been lying topless in the bed of their truck to get a little sun and prove she’d been on vacation. So what if he’d been pitching the tent? He knows how allergic she is. He didn’t wake her up after she’d fallen asleep and look what happened. Now she has a fat lip. This is totally his fault. She spits a little when she says it.

The doctor’s office is not particularly crowded because it is early June and most of the tourists haven’t arrived yet for their boating accidents or campfire burns. Tiff is limping because of a bite on the arch of her foot, so he helps her into the waiting room and finds a chair under the determined rattle of the air conditioner for her to groan into. By draping herself sideways, she monopolizes the current. But she clearly needs it. Her legs… Read more »