Allison Field Bell is originally from northern California but has spent most of her adult life in the desert. She is currently pursuing a PhD in Prose at the University of Utah, and she has an MFA in Fiction from New Mexico State University. Her prose appears in SmokeLong Quarterly, The Gettysburg Review, Shenandoah, New Orleans Review, West Branch, Alaska Quarterly Review, The Pinch, Phoebe Journal, and elsewhere. Her poems appear or are forthcoming in The Cincinnati Review, South Dakota Review, Sugar House Review, The Greensboro Review, Nimrod International Journal, and elsewhere. Find her at allisonfieldbell.com.
Winter when Lily and I take a bath together. Our bodies side-by-side, foot-to-hip. You can make it sexual if you want, but it isn’t. Michael is in the other room reading. The bath water is almost too hot. Lily leans her head against the wall, her hair trailing in the water, the gold beads of her earrings glittering in the… Read more →