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2025 Pushcart Nominations

Every year, the Pushcart Prize honors works that challenge, inspire, and redefine the way we understand the world. Floating Acorn Review highlights nominated works across fiction, poetry, nonfiction, and other literary categories; celebrating the voices, stories, and ideas that continue to shape literature.

Featured nominees

Jonathan Fletcher | It Wasn’t Until Rachel Dolezal That I First Heard the Word Transracial

2025 Pushcart Nominations, Issue Three

Poetry It Wasn’t Until Rachel Dolezal That I First Heard the Word Transracial Jonathan Fletcherissue three So many lies, mostly little and white, have I told about so many things. One truth, though, I’ve never tried to hide. Why bother, when it runs the length of my body, covers every inch of my skin. Or when dark locks sprout from brown, stick out amongst lighter heads. Not liking what I see when I close the…

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Johanna E. Hall | “Hope” is stronger than feathers

2025 Pushcart Nominations, Issue Three

Poetry “Hope” is stronger than feathers Johanna E. Hallissue three My sister reads Dickinson for a class and is asked to analyze her metaphor of hope—and hoping to be done, she writes quickly, almost flying over the speed bumps Emily’s em-dashes create— what I mean is, she has a bird. My sister has a parakeet, a thing with feathers that squawks and flutters, scaring the dog. My sister cannot read past what perches in her…

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Rebecca Weigold | The Frenchman’s Hands

2025 Pushcart Nominations, Issue Four

Poetry The Frenchman’s Hands Rebecca Weigoldissue four After Glass of Water and Coffeepot by Jean Siméone Chardin (FR) 1760  Parisian artist observes in cap and spectacles:  poverty assembled on a stone from Creuse. Coffee pot forged in Normandy, memories  shaped and fired in copper, its rustic history obscure and forgotten. Pungent garlic  bulbs and sprigs of sage from Provence wait,  ready to be chopped, sautéed, fill the air with spice and earth. A farmer makes…

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Victor McConnell | Too Close to the Sun

2025 Pushcart Nominations, Issue Four

Poetry Too Close to the Sun Victor McConnellissue four Too close to the sun— is there such a thing? Imagine how warm you’d be. Close your eyes now, smell the fire, ignore the searing of your own flesh, and bask in the warmth, the warmth. Look down, see the Earth below. Blue green, wisps of cloud cradling it. Then look ahead, feel your retinas sizzle, an act of interstellar arson, self-immolation,  a kneeling monk aflame…

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Harvey Lee | I Am Buying The Coffee Too

2025 Pushcart Nominations, Issue Four

Poetry I Am Buying The Coffee Too Harvey Leeissue four The violence is getting closer to home, I hear a womansay while we wait in blisteringheat for overpriced coffee.She is reacting to the news:eleven stabbed in our state’snicest small town Walmart. I wonder how she missed the post on ourbeloved city’s Reddit:“I heard seventeen gun shots,” and“The police could not respondin time.” Does she know that the carnage has been upon ourdoor ebbing and flowing fora lifetime? That…

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Trevor Conway | Cotesia Glomerata

2025 Pushcart Nominations, Issue Four

Poetry Cotesia Glomerata Trevor Conwayissue four It’s that unmistakable lure that draws the wasp to this leaf of cabbage: the smell of the caterpillar’s saliva. Through their struggle, the wasp injects its eggs and staggers away to the bright sky. How oblivious, the plump host, munching through the hours as larvae feed on its insides and chew towards its skin to bore their way into the world. Somehow, its wounded body survives the ordeal –…

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