Editor’s note: Each month, we will publish a short work of fiction that resonates with the issue’s theme. Denim Seashells By Matt Charnock On the first Friday of every month, Isabella found herself in a state of suspended anticipation; it was, after all, the sole day of the month she had the means to travel beyond her urban sprawl. The sixteen-year-old children of Mendocino could only travel so far on foot in the mid-80s. Public transit had not yet made ...