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Pineapple ‘Zine Posts

Pineapple 'Zine The Disappearing Baby by Liz George             I first saw him the day I moved to town. I had driven from Hartford with a last carload of my belongings—boxes crammed with God-knows-what, a basket of unwashed laundry. I was reeling from job hunting, a...

Not Woke: Broke by Katharine Gregg

From the Pineapple Literary 'Zine Not Woke: Broke by Katharine Gregg In my city the public garden is greenwith red tulips in geometric beds and swan boatsthat paddle round the frog pond.               4.50 a ride, kids under 3 free.               (to get there on the...

Great Men by John M. Corbett

From the Pineapple Literary 'Zine Great Men by John M. Corbett John Corbett is a fictional character who exists only because he writes, even though all writing is cruel, because it is specific. To see is cruel, because it does not allow for what is not seen. To speak...

I am From… By Lynn Koerbel

I am From... By Lynn Koerbel I am from the smell of new mown grass, and the sticky humid air of a Virginia summer;also–the sound of shovels scraping bare ground after a snow storm, maybe heralding that school is closed due to the weather. I am from days and...

Time Travel by Deborah Schifter

Time Travel by Deborah Schifter I open my calendar to enter an appointment, and 2025 stares back at me. How did that number get so big? Yesterday it was just 2009. In the intervening years, my deceased husband has slipped away—not gone, mind you, but not immediately...