Stephen West | ANGLES

BABY’S 1st BEER

Dec 6, 2017 | Issue 2 - Fall 2017, Poetry |

my untouched tongue
growing goose bumps
as I learned that touch
isn’t always gentle.

EXILE ON MAIN STREET

Apr 26, 2017 | Fiction, Fiction, Issue 1 - Spring 2017 |

Maybe she was an angel. She wasn’t. She told me to relax my mind. She didn’t tell me anything. Her mouth wasn’t moving, but she was talking to me, and I could hear her better than I had ever heard anything in my life. She said to me, “I just want to see his face.”

PORCELAIN

Apr 26, 2017 | Creative Nonfiction, Issue 1 - Spring 2017 |

Foundation seems like the place to start. The logic in the name seemed too obvious to ignore. Natural Buff, light to medium, Shade 03 is printed on the back. A glob of cool, slimy liquid snakes out of the bottle. My tentative first strokes gain more assurance as I contemplate the name.