Kathryn Kulpa has stories in Best Microfiction, Boudin, Ghost Parachute, Moon City Review, and Wigleaf. Her chapbooks include For Every Tower, a Princess (Porkbelly Press), and A Map of Lost Places (Gold Line Press). She would stay up all night reading if you let her. More of Kathryn's work can be found here Okay Donkey and here Claudine.
A nymph is a doorway, a passing through. Not larva, not pupa. A nymph is becoming. A nymph is on her way. A nymph is a swift-limbed girl who can outrun a tired old man, but can she outrun a god? A nymph is danger-prone. As you were, Daphne. I think of the party, senior year, and the friend who… Read more →
My mother was a pear—soft-natured, easily bruised—but my father was a pomegranate, a hale fellow who hail-fellowed at the Masonic Lodge, at the Grange fair, the church breakfast. A joiner, a doer, always a laugh and a spot of cheer, always a red-cheeked glow to warm the coldest December: he would remember your grandchildren’s names, rebuild your house after that… Read more →