Is There Life After Netflix?

Is There Life After Netflix?

If you’re reading this sentence, congratulations, you may be the only one. Tech website Cord Cutting did the math and Americans officially spend (on average) 1 hour and 40 minutes per day watching Netflix programming. That may not seem like much—in Netflix time, it’s barely a House of Cards and a half—but

Sincerely And With Feeling

Sincerely And With Feeling

By Melissa Marni As the black crow flies, so too does the luck of anyone brazen enough to steal from the Painted Desert for the sake of a vainglorious because I can. Such a creature of inordinate vanity cannot, by the laws of moonlight and the writs of sunshine, remain unpunished

Do You Read?

Do You Read?

By Melissa Marni Dixon knew the exact moment when he crossed the county line. The deflated tension, the automatic exhale. Cops in Desperado were slow as the town they rode through on old horses or rusted police cars. Here rock and roll meant windswept stones and lonely tumbleweeds. Here time

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Maxine from Ohio

By Melissa Marni The strangest things can lurk beneath the dark and in between. Like him. Or me. But not today. Today is a day made for honeyed sunshine and happy walks taken together on green whiskered brush edging the Ohio River. The clouds above are glorious, bubbly air-froth pinned

To The Birds

To The Birds

To the birds To the birds An awakening sorrow To the birds To the birds My soul shall borrow Until little remains Save their troubadour song To the birds To the birds Or To me All along. “It’s a fabricated kind of love,” said Lucie Mayweather to no one. She

The Figaro

The Figaro

Of all the details to remember, her hands were still the clearest in his mind. Unpolished nails of otherworldly innocence, intoxication by way of ten fingers and smooth skin and a wrist circled with Rolex Sky-Dweller gold, limited edition. Back to her hands. What did he later call them, windows

FLY

FLY

To be different in the town of Redistuo was to be an outsider, abolished from any place inside the shared opinion of the people and declared unworthy to belong. John was such a shunned man, though his name be plain enough and ambition to contradict small. It was the idea

INTO THE PAPER-WHITE QUIET

INTO THE PAPER-WHITE QUIET

There are few things sweeter than Paris at springtime. Nice! Good! Marvelous even! For a first sentence to begin the novel that would eventually become a best-selling work of historical fiction and free Rabbit Beauchamps from her part-time job at Tupperware Alley, this would do just fine. Perhaps better than

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