Issue 02
flash creative non-fiction
“To Be, Maybe, Maybe Baby”
by Edward Supranowicz
“Cliff Swallows” by K.L. Johnston
Waited for the bus, but somebody changed the old route to a new one somewhere else. Doing laundry again, which I hate, but clean jeans are the closest to a clean slate when you either cannot find or afford another slate. And 45 minutes on hold, but calls are answered in the order they are received—just trust them, whoever they are, that the wait is not some grand conspiracy or just plain indifference. And Sara plucked all the petals from all the daisies she could find and still cannot decide if she loves me or loves me not. And lately, the neighbors have taken to using violence as a term of endearment, and loudly so. So hell may be other people, but, tell me, is there life before death?
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Edward Michael Supranowicz is the grandson of Irish and Russian/Ukrainian immigrants. He grew up on a small farm in Appalachia. He has a grad background in painting and printmaking. Some of his artwork has appeared in Fish Food, Streetlight, Another Chicago Magazine, The Door Is a Jar, The Phoenix, and other journals. Edward is also a published poet.
K.L. Johnston first realized an interest in photography after traveling with the SC ETV Endowment. Her first published photos appeared in that organizations in-house magazine. She is a self-taught artist, and the only planning that goes into her photography lies in taking her camera with her wherever she goes. The majority of her subjects are environmental.