by Sarah Toney (This story contains suicide.) The air was thin and icy. Breathing it in felt like swallowing shattered glass. The city was beautiful from this height and the boy wanted to reach out and feel the warmth of the setting sun. The heaviness in his chest felt a…
We recently asked writers to submit their holiday-themed haiku to The Penmen Review in celebration of today, December 22, which is National Haiku Day. Here are some of the best submissions: Auntie, In the Guest Room, With a Hamper Looking for places To hide that dreaded fruitcake: An annual…