We are proud to present
Issue Fifteen
of No Contact
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.
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.