A Literary Journal for New and Established Voices

Author: Joe Baumann

Two Tables

But when I tried to picture the kitchen without the curved white table, without the placemats and phone and flowers, I felt something gnaw and tilt low in my stomach.

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Tobias ran his hand along the edge of the swing, then looked at his fingertips: tiny slivers were caught in the whirls and deltas and loops.

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