by Tanya Young | Jul 23, 2026 | Creative Prose, Creative Prose 2026
Do You Know Where Your Kids Are? There were maybe three reasons this might not work. First, he hadn’t been fasting like each book strictly recommended. That day, Jason had a large breakfast and lunch, all without any worry. Second, it wasn’t midnight. It was three in...
by Tanya Young | Jul 24, 2025 | Poetry, Poetry 2025
I Call My Hound Rage and He Moves He walks backward on command, thick fur teeming with grays reversing back to flat. After he’s fed I see him swimming the Pacific in jagged loops and gulp-frantic swirls. He holds my salt in his mouth a red rubber ball. He gnaws at the...
