We are proud to present
Issue Fifteen
of No Contact
The Boy Did Better in Winter
by Corey Farrenkopf
The boy’s skin was light blue. Hypothermic. A color rarely seen in nature.
Baby, It’s Cold Out There
by Thom Donovan
I am thinking about Miracle
A 24-weeker, her parents
Are so young, 15 I’m told
Parable of the Drought / In Circles
by Merridawn Duckler
I was rattling the inside of an old saltine tin when you came home. We’re out of tears, I said. Again, I said.
Live Chats of YouTube Lofi Hip-Hop Streams: A Cento
by Claire Denson
hello to all the new ones in the live
Fish, Shrimps, Stars, and Peace
by Becca Yenser
He sleeps in the basement with the spiders. I take the crickets in the upper bedroom.
Less Cheek, More Throat
by Janelle Bassett
I’ve decided that instead of continuing to look for work I can do from home, I’m going to focus my energy on making Anjelica Huston fall in love with my children.
When Everything Was Brown
by Anthony Varallo
Even the food in those pictures, upon closer inspection, also seemed to lean toward brown, heavy on bean casseroles, Salisbury steak, and French onion soup.
Pardon Me For Moonwalking
by Patricia Q. Bidar
I asked my boyfriend Rocky how he was holding up. “Colorfully," he said, each syllable a separate word.
Pigeon Meditations
by Rachel Kuanneng Lee
i always wondered how many live pigeons
you could fit into a pigeonhole. probably three—
max—if you can keep them there.
Romanticism
by Tanner Armatis
“Sometimes when I’m by myself, I feel like paper. Cut down and manufactured. My arms and legs weigh me down lazily like obstructions in a drawing.