Ripples

Light and Dark, Grace Long now der’s clothes to wash and suppa to fix the missus want it all done quick she hate my black ass cus when i walk in a room  she smell her husband on me she watch…

Categories: Poetry, Volume VIII

asexual dysphoria waltz

Disrupted Cannon, Colleen Simmons i wanted to be a slow dancer. then i wanted not to move my body at all. not even  a ghost in upbeat funeral dirge should come this close. once, when i ascertained the formula, i…

Categories: Poetry, Volume VIII

Vanilla

Pins and Needles, Kamron Williams In 1987, my mommy and papi met through God. My mommy was seventeen, spreading the love of Jesus Christ in Chapopote, a remote village on the Tamesí River in Mexico. My papi was twenty-four and fiercely…

Categories: Nonfiction, Volume VIII

Kaieteur

On the Edge of the Falls, Sarah Moore Some things I’m afraid of: that the burglars have taken the DVD player but not the VCR, climate change, a library book I forgot to return in 2006. I guess it would…

Categories: Fiction, Volume VIII