Ellipsis Literary Magazine

Five years ago I constructed a fake library card out of poorly-cut cardboard, and cheap laminate from the cover of my two-inch...

Before I could finish my ninety-nine-cent beef jerky, along came Officer O’Brien. After circling the 7/11 parking lot flashing his baby...

In you she was looking for a reason, an answer, a cure. She was looking for eternal bliss in one night stands and old love letters...

I have visions of little yellow rain boots Jumping their way through the puddles Making little ripples in the little lakes That have...

The first time I saw you The word HOME lit up on your forehead Like a bright red neon sign Your eyelashes opened and closed like shutters...