The Forgetting Time

by Sharon Guskin

the ceiling, the green glow of stars bunched together like thoughts he doesn’t understand, and a feeling pushes inside of him. It makes no sense but it fills every part of him until he can’t hold it back any longer, it hurts too much, he has to let it out— I want to go home.

Yj

bleakest day of the worst February in memory, Janie made what would turn out to be the pivotal decision of her life: she decided to take a vacation. Trinidad was not the best choice, maybe; if she was going that far she should really have gone to Tobago or Venezuela, but she liked the sound