Remote Control by Jennifer Ruth Jackson

+++Pete stood at the foot of his little brother’s bed, clenching and unclenching his fists. Bits of wrapping paper still clung to his pajamas and sweat rolled into his narrowed eyes.

Playground by Scáth Beorh

+++‘I know where a weird playground is, Scooter.’

Annalisa! by Scáth Beorh

Tessie ran and ran and ran in big, wide circles. Her flaxen hair blew like laughing wheat, her Brandeis-blue dress covered with snowy polka dots that shifted this way and that in the crisp Atlantic breeze of the early year. Tessie was like a butterfly—you couldn’t catch her, but she was beautiful to look at.

Imaginary by Marie Lightman

Wooden planked floor,
soaked in decades-old urine.

Emily new friend soaks in the bath.
I hide behind the mirror.

Baby Blue Eyes by Paul Speller

A splash, followed by a giggle and those baby blue eyes lit up.