Love and Burning Garbage Fiction BY Jamie Lackey She tried to memorize the pull of gravity on her body, the feel of the dirt path under her feet, the sun on her face, the breeze pulling at her hair. But it was too much. She’d never remember it all.
What Comes After Fiction BY Jamie Lackey Imaginary ones and zeros streamed across the insides of Carol’s eyelids. She tried counting them, since she couldn’t manage sheep.