The Metaworker Literary Magazine
Where great stories are forged.
“So we’re talking first loves and the stories / they told us about the places that made them” – excerpt from 260 Miles, as the Crow Flies, poetry by Laura Sackton #TheMetaworker
“A Fourth of July reflection on friendship, memory, and what stays with us.” – Whisper of Lightning, nonfiction by Jonathan Michael Saucedo #TheMetaworker
“Bridal veils of surf unfurl / with the cadence / of weddings in June” – excerpt from Farewell to Beach Town in Asturias, poetry by Dolo Diaz
“as if scent could summon presence, as if blue plastic jugs / might carry memory like vessels across a quiet Styx.” – excerpt from Someone I love has vanished & that is why I’m in the detergent aisle of the corner store, poetry by Rowan Tate
“I find the station where the long tracks meet. / It’s burrowed beside an old steel mill…” excerpt from On the Train to Charlotte, poetry by M. C. Tuggle #TheMetaworker
“My mother’s ninety-fifth birthday was in late June. I couldn’t let the occasion pass unnoticed, regardless of her condition.” – excerpt from The Finding Momo Birthday, creative nonfiction by Madlynn Haber #TheMetaworker
“For a dog or a squirrel you might hit the brakes, but for something so small, you lift your foot and hope for the best.” – excerpt from Swerve (you’re hit), Flash Fiction by Charles Sutphin #TheMetaworker #ForgeFriday
“The musical instruments
in the wooden cabinet are still alive.” – excerpt from “Fragments of Life”, poetry by Sonnet Mondal #TheMetaworker
“Your neighbors hose down windows and doors. They spray you by accident. Not that you care.” – excerpt from You Forget How Wet A Fire Is, non-fiction by Mitch Kampf
Three micro fiction pieces by Jacqueline Goyette #TheMetaworker
“my parents still the effortless rulers of our simple cement house / in the West-African village my brother – the gentle historian” – excerpt from Sierra Leone, 1982 by Freddi Gralle #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“I sit beside [my mother], pull out a bag of chips and open a word puzzle on my phone. She reaches over and places her hand atop mine. I freeze. It’s been years since she’s initiated a touch.” – excerpt from The Memory House, fiction by Maddison Scott #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
“I trace your name in morning shadows.” – excerpt from “Your Scent”, micro fiction by Erin Jamieson @erin_simmer #MetaworkerMonday #TheMetaworker
“You want the memory to serve you somehow, to mean something that you can make sense of…” excerpt from Closer to the Sky by Carolyn R. Russell #TheMetaworker #ForgeFriday
“…she finds her balance again, inside her head, atop the roller skates.” excerpt from Skate Country by Robin Wyatt Dunn #MetaworkerMonday #TheMetaworker
“The bottom drawer in my father’s room contains his trash. Crumpled Budweiser cans and Marlboro ash, frayed photos from his childhood.” #TheMetaworker #MetaworkerMonday
