https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/about daily 0.75 2024-11-14 https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/contact daily 0.75 2020-08-23 https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/home daily 1.0 2024-11-14 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f0644ba8cac141041476882/686536ba-68f1-47f3-a2ea-67d1a4309448/image-asset.jpeg Home https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/home/youre-not-like-the-other-girls-flash-fiction monthly 0.5 2021-06-13 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f0644ba8cac141041476882/1631561006022-14RXBQ1XVC06VYE3T8US/PC-Cover_Vol10_Iss7.jpg Home - You're Not Like The Other Girls (Flash Fiction) - “The other girls are named some variation of Alyssa. My name is spoiled milk on their tongues; they scrunch their dainty noses and spit it out.” Flash fiction // published in Pithead Chapel // cover art by Jason R. Montgomery https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/home/the-old-baby monthly 0.5 2021-06-13 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f0644ba8cac141041476882/1608602888311-4Y39T72BWV0D6L4WJ2KO/Issue-70-cover-9-1187x1536.png Home - The Old Baby (Flash Fiction) - “When the casserole people arrive, they place hot dishes on our doorstep like flowers at a roadside memorial.” Flash fiction // published in SmokeLong Quarterly: Issue Seventy // cover art by Chaniviro https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/home/right-before-we-fall-apart monthly 0.5 2021-06-13 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f0644ba8cac141041476882/1594247701814-UN4A44A7RN885D3F6HIV/Xray-Right_Before_We_Fall_Apart-Elizabeth_Crowder-1024x535.png Home - Right Before We Fall Apart (Flash Fiction) - “Sentiments shouted in anger can be amended, forgiven, washed away. Sentiments whispered in anger are written in stone.” Flash fiction // published in X-R-A-Y Literary Magazine // artwork by Bob Schofield https://www.elizabethcrowder.com/home/impossible monthly 0.5 2021-06-13 https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5f0644ba8cac141041476882/1606854019163-ZA9D7YHVI00GCG5TU4YC/midnight_indigo_finalFront_issue3_1024x1024%402x.jpg Home - Impossible (Creative Nonfiction) - “The chemical scents of Icee pops and sunscreen clog the air. The sun flickers fluorescent, buzzing like a cicada; that creaky, aching, rocking-chair sound of summer. ” Creative nonfiction // published in midnight + indigo