Main Squeeze Literary JournalWe are Southern Oregon University's student-run literary magazine organized by Creative Writing students! For the 2024 issue, we are looking for works of poetry, fiction, non-fiction, and visual art. Submit today!
My skin is a sewn-shut bag. It holds all of me in. Inside my skin I am acid toes and hurricane belly and fire hands and buzzing bee lips on a tornado head. Would all those things stay together outside my skin? I don’t think so. My father’s skin is my favorite. Even as it […]
Momma hit an angel on the highway today. It was like thunder snarling from the dashboard; the brakes scraped my eardrums, and the apples in the backseat rolled like heads fearing the white guillotine of their Walmart bag. I didn’t see it. I guess Momma didn’t, either. We were alone—then there were feathers in the […]
We had us a dog named Mickey. He was one of them huge Bernese Mountain dogs. The things dogs do don’t surprise me no more. Not after him. He was one good-looking son of a bitch. He really was. He used to chew on our tires. The tires of our bikes. Doggie gum is what […]
If I were to tell you some sort of story about bodies and the color white, would you promise to believe me? If this story had a predetermined beginning, a thing that repeats, would you still listen? If I were to tell you that monsters are not under the bed, but are instead the bed, […]
I roll up my blinds to see a deer in the front yard, heaving, lying on its side. No cars, only skid marks. I yank my comforter from the bed and run out. Outside the deer kicks her hind legs solemnly back. I sit next to her in the grass, examining the damage. Her organs […]
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