The first of our three anniversaries falls on my mother’s birthday. It’s the anniversary of the first time we kissed, standing on the Brooklyn Bridge, boots in gray slush while snow fell around our shoulders, into our hair, piled up on our overcoats—and I suppose it wasn’t Dan’s fault, the kissing me, because he didn’t…
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Erin Slaughter
Erin is the author of two poetry chapbooks: Elegy for the Body (Slash Pine Press, 2017), and GIRLFIRE (dancing girl press, 2018). She holds an MFA from Western Kentucky University, and is editor and co-founder of literary journal The Hunger. She has been a finalist for Glimmer Train’s Very Short Fiction Contest, and was nominated for a Best of the Net Award and a Pushcart Prize. You can find her writing in the Bellingham Review, Cosmonauts Avenue, Cleaver, Tishman Review, and elsewhere. She lives in Nashville.
Brian Demers
Brian is a graduate of the Art Institute with a BA in Game Art and Design. Currently, he is a project manager for Electronic Arts. He prefers to work in ink.