April 2019 | The Piltdown Review

April 2019

Out of Habit

Out of Habit

Just before sea-coated sky, the Anhinga reaches bat wings against the Intercoastal canal, Palm Coast.
Q. & A. with Lisa W. Rosenberg

Q. & A. with Lisa W. Rosenberg

The New Jersey psychotherapist, Second Prize winner in our Fall/Winter Fiction Contest, discusses her short story “The Birthing Room.”
The Birthing Room

The Birthing Room

SECOND PRIZE WINNER. A young family’s visit to a former stop on the Underground Railroad stirs up disquieting ghosts of the past.
Squirrel Resurrection

Squirrel Resurrection

Oakland squirrel on the street—RIP: its language was like Coleridge’s albatross that spoke through the neck of a Hanged Man.
The Tiniest Part of Me

The Tiniest Part of Me

When a white lawyer tries to negotiate a settlement for a black police victim, the greatest resistance comes from a most unexpected quarter.
On a Folksy Painting of Kids Throwing Die, Harlem

On a Folksy Painting of Kids Throwing Die, Harlem

Tap tap tap foretold the stoop’s cartomancy ahead. Green worms ravage the expected shrine, bend moonward & escape.
Salt Crusted on Automotive Glass

Salt Crusted on Automotive Glass

Between me, safe in my seat on this bus, and the decadent majesty of the salmon-red cliffs of eastern Utah, a ghost landscape stands sentinel.
Voodoo Dodo

Voodoo Dodo

During the Mexican Revolution, Zapatistas caused the extinction of the DoDo, Xochimilco, subfossil extraction for oil.
Free Golf

Free Golf

Can a Michigan family deliver their youngest son to rehab for gambling addiction without disaster striking? Don’t bet on it.
<i>Ship of Fools:</i> Surviving Fragment of Triptych

Ship of Fools: Surviving Fragment of Triptych

And what remains of us? A plateful of cherries spilled, half-eaten, a breast forgotten, dangling from a torn bodice.
Long Eared Owl: Refuse Container Outside the Metropolitan Museum

Long Eared Owl: Refuse Container Outside the Metropolitan Museum

Raking cracked leaves by the Met Museum. A paper like an Order for unsealing in a canister came in: they found your father’s father on the roadside.

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