Poetry, VOLUME VI
The Eleventh Round
Dripping, Eric Fram There are splats of blood on the mat already. My left eye drips warm blood, much to the interest of Doc, who weaves skin to skin. Then,…
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Poetry, VOLUME VINina Simone Tells Me What I Will Lose, Mainly You
Junglescape, Meagan Dwyer The arrhythmic pulse of jazz makes my back arch as I strike a match against the curved edge of your jaw; the thought of…
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Nonfiction, VOLUME VIAsphyxia
Talking Dead, Amanda Stephen As a child, one of her favourite games had been holding her breath. This usually took place in the bathtub, still big enough to…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIWhy We Lived
Beauty and Power, Jini Park If I had known it was Julie calling my name across the fluorescence of the supermarket, I wouldn’t have turned around. “Maurine,”…
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Poetry, VOLUME VIGoing to Church
Self-Portrait, Thomas Vause The man I love says there is no God. With lips that could bring the Devil to his knees And a voice that could…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIWhere the Weed Decays, or an Elegy for Those with Pathetic Adoration
Still Air, Shareefah Pereira After Vladimir Nabokov and his second greatest love affair | For Ms. K You’re forty-two years old and you don’t know how you…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIHow to Stop Playing With Dolls
Sweet Dreams, Hannah Elizabeth High Sit on the floor in the middle of the basement. It’s your very own play area, which makes it the greatest place.…
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Nonfiction, VOLUME VIhow i swoon
Do You See Me?, Hannah Elizabeth High your footfall drops on the cement outside where I wait sound echoes my heartbeat matches your step stepped in the way…
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Poetry, VOLUME VIHorse at the Zoo
Mule, Michael Cabezas Aged in the enclosed paddock, bald-faced and balking, face devoured with botflies, slab-sided, shivers running over the flank. Unsound. Blows harsh air from flared…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIA Box to Hold
Geodess, Eric Fram The Subaru Tetris–puzzle of suitcases and boxes was unyielding to the hat box that wasn’t shaped like a box. Shotgun was reserved for the fichus. Packed…
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Nonfiction, VOLUME VIWhat My Roommate Remembers From Fainting in Middle School
Junglescape, Meagan Dwyer You wake up. You don’t know how long you’ve slept, but it’s time to get ready for school. Oddly enough, you rolled over onto…
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Poetry, VOLUME VIBlinking Out
Passage of Time, Logan Sullivan My father and I used to watch stars go out, Up on the hill. We would pull the soiled recliners, Out…
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Poetry, VOLUME VIDress Shoes in an Alleyway
Untitled, Zachary Vaughn On a closed silver garbage can next to boxelders and cockroaches, cigarette butts and rat droppings, broken baby rattles and urine-soaked diapers, a matching…
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Nonfiction, VOLUME VIHow to Kill Yourself Slowly
Self-Portrait, Thomas Vause When you wake up, you will weigh yourself one, two, three times for safe measure. 95.0 lbs, 94.6 lbs, 94.8 lbs. Fat, fat, obnoxiously…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIAlbatross Alone
Untitled, Elise Ketch Some would say you’d get lonely out in the big darkness with not a soul on board except for the empty husks of the dead. Marty…
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Poetry, VOLUME VII Miss You Most
Self-Hatred, Logan Sullivan when I put the last dish in the drainer, when I light a candle and set it on the coffee table, when I merge…
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Fiction, VOLUME VITwo Years and Two Months
Beauty After the Storm, Rae Clickenbeard The clock on the stove blinks 12:00a.m., but I know that it’s actually 4:52p.m. I’ve been meaning to reset the clock since…
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Nonfiction, VOLUME VI2 Girls
Suffocation, Elise Ketch Two girls at a softball game. One with silky golden hair and one with red shoes. It’s one of their boyfriend’s games, one of…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIThe Picasso House
Envy, Yulia Kenley I. We go to the “Picasso house” today. That’s what Aeden calls it anyway. It’s his family’s art museum, or what’s…
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Fiction, VOLUME VIFruit Salad
Tomato Menace and Floral Rabbit, Jury St. Judge Oranges My father sits cross-legged on the edge of the couch, a plastic bowl in his…