Landslide Lit

At Landslide Lit(erary) we are always looking for essays, memoir, poetry, and fiction on our general theme — the challenges of growing up…

A story of a woman, a marriage, and the automobile that helped to liberate her.

A pumpkin at 28 weeks, I expanded, broke the vine, left Eden and its snake on a path forged by her, Mother of Us all. Two fledgling in my…

The jungle encroaches. A man sleeps on. No need yet for a fig leaf. He dreams of the woman he will create -the perfect match - feisty…

A short one-act play in which Eve and Lilith meet to argue then befriend one another via their common bond.

It had been a fortnight since Rachel had tried the fruit.

Are we the daughters of Eve, punished again for taking a bite out of the apple? Are we not to be trusted to make sound decisions because of

From the first moment I step onto Mexican soil, I intuitively understand the dance of life and death within this vibrant society.

We at Landslide Lit(erary) invite submissions of poetry and prose on the subject of Eve, the long suffering woman so often scorned for…

When I am an old(er) woman,

Aunts play a distinct role in the life of a child. Like a fairy godmother, they come and go at will. They do everything right, and my Aunt…

I came from Ukraine and I have my own view on the conflict

The Captain leaned forward in his office chair and stared into my eyes. My body was half the size of this decorated man who fought in the…

The first scar I remember was a good one.

Paying the toll for equality

I would have been at Kroger when the shooting began, if not for a distraction.

It’s time to let it go.

A mother copes with her daughter’s depression by writing.

The best pool player I ever played was my uncle Bill. A POW in World War II, he lost fifty pounds and all of his teeth. When he came home…

Nothing else needs to be said

At a very young age, Klaus was attracted to fire.

On January 20, 2021, I bought my first American flag and planted it in the front of my garage. I believe. I am an American.

The Kammerer cuckoo clock weathered each movement with tremendous resilience. In 1941 it lived in Ruma, Yugoslavia, with a family of…

Features poetry and prose about growing up, growing older, looking forward, looking back.