FICTION
(Title, Author, and first sentence of story)

“Indigo Road” by Jonis Agee—I knew I was dying and going to hell, is that plain enough?
“Seaweed” by Jo-Chieh Jennifer Chang—If you’re eating something, you should ask the person you’re with to join you, it’s polite.
“Burning Season” by Andi Diehn—After the first snow comes the burning season, and the dark hills are speckled with fires where Asa had thought nobody lived.
“Leaving” by Katherine Nolan-Stevaux—I am leaving you every day.
“Skating” by Gary Eldon Peter—Many have said that Peggy Fleming was the greatest female skater of her generation,” I said to Kevin, “and of course they’re entitled to their opinions."
“Two Pigs and A Circle of Palm Trees” by Maureen Pilkington—Mingo was always spoiling Pita with little gifts and brought her two baby pigs which she immediately grabbed from him without saying thank you.
“Crop Dusting” by Ron Rindo—Karen lives out in the country now in a butter-yellow house with her new husband and three children, his two girls from a previous marriage, who stay with them every other weekend, and the baby boy they just had together.
“Walking the Tracks” by Bill Smoot—I returned home that summer because my father was dying—not of alcoholism as we had always expected, but of cancer which had exploded throughout his body and was killing him in many ways at once.
“Fish Dreams”, a novel excerpt by Anne Spollen—I discovered windows in 1972.
“Old Times” by Carla Tomaso—They say you can’t choose your relatives.