Then and There

The Grass is Never Greener, Vinnie Hagar Mom used to tell me kindness is always the answer. At my Lutheran Elementary school we used to watch videos of starving children in Africa and be handed small purple boxes to collect change…

Categories: Nonfiction, VOLUME VII

Old Dog Can Almost Hear the Worms Sigh

I Believe in Laundry, Julia Tasho When Vera had got litters before she had been in the woods and she had made little canopies out of leaves with her snout to keep the pups safe and hid in the dirt and…

Categories: Fiction, VOLUME VII

Seed-Pod-Head

The Battle of Antietam in Technicolor, Alexandra Moleski I shaved the back of my head on a whim at 2 o’clock on a Thursday afternoon. There was a gap between classes. I wear it in two braids  down my back and…

Categories: Poetry, VOLUME VII

The Bones of St. Valentine

Untitled, Jessica Ram I walked through a church with an unholy mouth gazed upon this love ghost, this dead thing with sacrilegious eyes (they were looking for God, they were looking for you) Marble walls nothing without your back against…

Categories: Poetry, VOLUME VII

Fragile Bones

ano nakikita Mo?, harana 1948 Scientist Alfred Kinsey concludes that 37% of men have enjoyed homosexual activities at least once. 2002 – 54 years later – In the third grade, someone accused me of being it for the first time.…

Categories: Nonfiction, VOLUME VII

clenched fist and honeycomb

World’s Finest, Chloe Hiu See Tsang   my girl sits in the garden like eve on her knees and i bite her shoulders in the milk white dusk leaving half cleaved marks of my sore teeth on her skin. we sit…

Categories: Poetry, VOLUME VII