Lower the boom, lower the cheese, lower the flag and see who still salutes. Pieces at half eight, a basket in the Presidential rose garden, unsure which restroom is safe or desirable. You find you can dip pretzels in anything once you’ve had a…

At Seven Seas diner sits a mother, stilland pale as an ivory carving—white hair pulledinto a tiny topknot, eyes—soft gray, open wide,barely blinking. Her face, breasts, belly, arms and legs are round like The Venus of Willendorf.  Her daughter faces her with the same face, but her…

On our first night living on Tuller Circle, my sixteen-year-old daughter and I assemble what will become our kitchen table for the next fourteen years. The surface is constructed of pine-green tiles set in oak and because it is higher than average table height,…

#50 i know the boneshaker i know the bones i know my father believed that only he was entitled to take deep breaths in our home ohio is full of fathers like that some of them gather at the field party to talk shit about…

From December of last year onward, I have thought about bread every day, without exception. It started about six months after I got married. I cried a lot those first few months, and though I would always tell my husband that I didn’t know…

We bring them down from high shelves in guest room closets. We carry them up from basement boxes where they rest next to strings of Christmas lights, enamelware pots, rakes, trunks full of mothballs and wool. Unbox, unbin pumps in leather if winter, patent…

photo by Grace Coughlan…

Back from summer break, we’re excited to start reading your submissions! To get a sense of what we’re looking for, read our 2018-19 print edition. It’s now online. Click on this ugly link to start reading our beautiful issue: http://webapps.towson.edu/ec/publications/grubstreet/2019/issue1/index.html…

You see, my parents were always picky about their food. They wouldn’t eat this, they wouldn’t eat that. Very choosy. Which sometimes got them in trouble. That’s why it was particularly peculiar on Thanksgiving Day that they ate the whole meal themselves. My mother…

By Alexa Smith, 2018-19 Fiction Editor I performed a speedy pre-scan of Beth Ann Fennelly’s 52 micro-memoirs, Heating and Cooling.  I stopped at page 63.  The word Beyoncé caught my eye at the top right-hand side of the page.  I knew this book and…