Deepest gratitude to the editors at saltfront for including me in Issue 3. It’s hot off the presses and gorgeous.
Out of Salt Lake, ecological storytelling is this journal’s jam. I’m thrilled they said yes to my story “The Leaving Half.” About a Japanese-American girl working at a gas station mini-mart across the street from a pulp mill, the story’s also about loss and love, destruction and preservation.
Sorry online readers, to read Issue 3 means buying these pages and treating yourself to some really lovely poetry, art, and fiction. I promise supporting this small band of literary soldiers will be worth it.
Here’s a teaser:
More than this, there was his art sprung from the skins of what he purchased at the Timber Mart. The plastic triangular casings from pre-made refrigerated sandwiches. Little Debbies or gum or hamburger wrappers. Unsettling at first, the found objects that boomeranged back to her, origamied as fish or birds, others cut and collaged into tiny landscapes. Most she carried to her apartment and staged on the bookshelf opposite her futon couch, where she could sit and examine his puzzling presence. On tender days when she felt most alone, she’d rearrange the tableau of his art. Tug gently on the folded wings of the birds, willing them to fledge and soar above her, their flight a glorious transformation, weightless.