Poetry: Inheritance by KJ Stevens Animal bones strung with monofilament hang from black branches rattling,

Creative Nonfiction: More Alike Than I Knew by Janet Marstine “No thanks, we’re fine,” I answered though I knew we weren’t.

Fiction: Spring in K—— by Joseph Pfister The shopkeeper decides to attend Sunday Mass. It’s the first time she’s been to St. Catherine’s since the occupation, and she’s relieved to see that gorgeous sandstone cathedral

Cause for Hope: An Interview with T. K. Rex by Swetha Amit as I built this world, I wanted to explore the possibility of a better future than the one we’re currently facing.

October Submissions Open JMWW is open for submissions through October 15th. Check out our submission guidelines on the site and submit new work in Submittable.

Poetry: Tenancy by Jessica Purdy With the baby boy’s birth came the wolves.

Creative Nonfiction: One More Monument by Logan Fry Outside the National Archives a man with a scraggly beard and no teeth sells four of my 8th grade boys t-shirts celebrating the steroids-enhanced, “Trumpinator” caricature of our current commander and chief.

Flash Fiction: They Named the Streets for Virtues So Girls Had Nowhere Else to Go by Jessica Roeder At first Tenny and I rode the tunnel bus up the hill and ran right back down on the streets outside.

JMWW Best Small Fictions Nominations Congrats and good luck to our nominees! Click on the links to re-read their stories.

Poetry: World unmade by Eirene Gentle Six days of burnt bulbs. Of whispers, no vowels and nothing

Creative Nonfiction: Emergency Contact by Augustine Obasi Emergency contact refers to a person designated by an individual to be contacted in case of emergency: like lying unconscious in a hospital bed, overwhelmed by life in America...

Flash Fiction: Skirting Around Orange Trees by K.T. Downs I have my own secateurs. They are springy and sharp, still new. Each cut makes a crisp snip.

Point of View: An Interview with PJ Blumenthal by Curtis Smith An inner urgency remains the lowest common denominator in my creative motivation.

Poetry: Bird lessons by Agnieszka Tworek When the walls are dismantled, the roof taken away I find myself sitting not on a chair but on a stump of a tree

Creative Nonfiction: Forest City Flooring by Kara J. Page You didn’t think you could do it either, but you don’t say that part out loud.

Flash Fiction: Friar’s Table by Alex Rost It's the son's birthday and they are headed to a steak restaurant and the dad is talking about steaks.

America’s Crossroads: An Interview with Curtis Smith by Jen Michalski I think the one thing that unites the stories—at least in my mind—is the idea of grace.

Poetry: Ozarks Sonnet by Jim Huff White bass are running again, tempting time