Nels Hanson grew up on a small farm in the San Joaquin Valley of California and has worked as a farmer, teacher and contract writer/editor. His fiction received the San Francisco Foundation’s James D. Phelan Award and Pushcart nominations in 2010, 2012, 2014 and 2016. His poems received a 2014 Pushcart nomination, Sharkpack Review’s 2014 Prospero Prize, […]

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ex nihilo

when i couldn’t speak she drew me a circle there were no words to communicate the shape i didn’t understand but her circle did not close and it turned outward on itself and i was sad to see it stop. she called it “spiral” and i begged for her to complete it until it reached […]

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Big Tooth

I always thought she was a pretty girl—until she opened her mouth, anyway. Between those soft red lips, man, was an impressive set of ivory. When my imagination took me there, at first, I thought of a rat: protrusions pulling away from the gums and then slanting inward. So that made it easy for me […]

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