Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesI Saw My Mother Holding a Baby Corpse by Jason D. HillI watched my mother, once, holding a corpse the size of a honey baked ham. Late evening. Corner of our old street. From my seat on a cloud…Feb 17, 2021Feb 17, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesChamber of Echoes by David SchembriWith his head bowed, and the pit of his stomach boiling with unrest, Hector stood within the gloom of his master’s chamber. “It is done,”…Feb 16, 2021Feb 16, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesA Land of Make-Believe by Avis Hickman-GibbThe sun was hot. That summer was a scorcher. I remember the sweat trickling down the sides of my face. I was always sticky and grubby — I…Feb 6, 2021Feb 6, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesSpiders by Anna PottsThe spiders died that night.Feb 2, 2021Feb 2, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesLet Me Be There By Amber WeyWatching you grow, and going through the changes in your life. That’s how I know; I always wanna be there. Whenever you feel you need a…Feb 1, 2021Feb 1, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesThe Thing About Naps by Cassander L. SmithWhat I always forget about long naps is that when I wake up, I feel disoriented, heavy, impatient, groggy, mean, and sick. I yawn, stretch…Jan 31, 2021Jan 31, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesRetreat by Oonah V JoslinThe retreat was high in the hills and hundreds of years away. Here they rose with the Sun and slept with its setting, under low eaves, on…Jan 30, 2021Jan 30, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesMatters of the Heart by Avis Hickman-Gibb“I walked her down the aisle today — happiest day of my life so far. It doesn’t seem so long ago that she was climbing up onto my knee to…Jan 29, 2021Jan 29, 2021
Backhand StoriesinBackhand StoriesThe Child Bride by Adam MooradThe banquet room was dark and crowded. The walls stood dim and abyssal, wrapped in waves of glossy fabric cascading across the rippled…Jan 28, 2021Jan 28, 2021
