March 2019 | The Piltdown Review

March 2019

Mothership

Mothership

So we go out, our descent reconnaissance for the collective. We perform experiments with swirled words, crescent-moon eyes, and report.
Expedition Notes to the Surface of a Heart

Expedition Notes to the Surface of a Heart

The south-east patch of heart is rough, very calloused, almost scales. She tried to pluck them off. They turned to dips, then pock-mark fields.
Permanent Guest

Permanent Guest

After losing everything you love, how much more would you give up to remain in the happiest place on earth?
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The custom is to sit next to another when you enter alone, to fill each empty seat as close to another as you can. It is only a custom.
Painting, in an Old Kitchen, Thinking of the Sea

Painting, in an Old Kitchen, Thinking of the Sea

You stand beside the window as I catch a simple scene: Payne’s gray countertop, a bit of teal to wash the walls, hot pink oil to fry the shrimp.
Q. & A. with Mike Sutton

Q. & A. with Mike Sutton

The Arkansas lawyer, First Prize winner in our Fall/Winter Fiction Contest, discusses his short story “Gators.”
Gators

Gators

FIRST PRIZE WINNER. Beware. In the swamps of northern Louisiana, secrets as lethal as any gator may lurk just beneath the surface.
Communion

Communion

Soon you will speak to an empty room, calmed by the weight of echoes, of space. Alone you become a snowflake of grief.
In Quiet

In Quiet

I like it when quiet paints a portrait, moon-like countenance. In the background, day plays away at everything the world needs for movement.
There’s No Place

There’s No Place

Four walls of high red brick: this is a house. Hides stretched taut over posts: this is a house. Earth and straw plied between timbers: this is a house.
Piano Concert

Piano Concert

Grand piano held a mouthful of maple tones. They cascaded with the release of pedal, keys and carnival percussion trapped bears and butterflies.
Beringia (Part I)

Beringia (Part I)

In an Alaskan landscape transformed by global warming, the archaeological find of a lifetime sets off a chain of irreversible events between lifelong rivals. An Arctic epic begins.
Beringia (Part II)

Beringia (Part II)

With civilization—and civilized behavior—far behind her, what remains to mark a modern archaeologist superior to her Ice Age forebears? A devastating adventure concludes.
Last Friday Evening

Last Friday Evening

Something terrific has happened, my android manservant, HE, whispers, a synthetic peal HE thinks soothing. I stop chopping scallions.