Poetry, VOLUME V
Corpus Christi
Baptism, Mia Silvan-Grau god is just another old man laying claim to my body, with that divine right. he poses on my pale altar, anointing me with the…
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Poetry, VOLUME VIn the North Room
Waiting, Shiya Wu You are sleeping on 400-count sheets colored fitfully red, your mattress flipped soft, your shades unworried, your lilies unanswered. The window is silent, as you are…
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Poetry, VOLUME VChildhood Sketch
Beach, Jacob Roosa Two bicycles, one twisted and its back wheel spinning crazily; one boy limps, the right half of his body supported by the other’s hip; we grow up…
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Poetry, VOLUME VHollow Ground
Lagomorph Greetings, Natasha Change Everyonehere has a scarecrow smile, dried up and useless as the land. Makes my skin prickle, how these dead stalks like to hiss at closed…
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Poetry, VOLUME VBody Project
BODIES!, Serena Hocharoen He told me my Body wasn’t his preference. Said it was: too big too loud too feminist and I could feel the slice of his…
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Poetry, VOLUME VNo More Young Mother Smoking Cigarettes on the Porch
Suffocating Nature, Camelia Rojas My grandmother planted herself here among the arrowheads. She dug her husband out of the marsh— hands cupped as she washed him. They turned metal…
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Poetry, VOLUME VAt Night (II)
A New World of Light, Jacob Fisher We went to an amusement park in downtown Calcutta, with fire-breathing macho men and an artist who wrote my name on a…
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Poetry, VOLUME VAn Art (I)
A Meal of Crayons, Bryan Rubin My first art teacher was my uncle who was a boy. He, at fourteen, took my seven-year-old drawings of long-haired mermaids and flowers and…
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Poetry, VOLUME VAll Over You Like Suburbia’s Lights
Where Are You Going, Where Have You Been?, Morgan Granosk Far above our paper houses, God spilled milk into the sky. Smeared clouds to make curd sunsets. Beautified that…
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Fiction, VOLUME VTrigger Warning
Untitled, Zachary Vaughn [Trigger Warning: Depictions of mental illness] “Are you dead?” My best friend is bitter. She has become my masked enemy. When I wake up and decide today is…
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Fiction, VOLUME V
Onward to Florence
Baptism, Mia Silvan-Grau There is no dignified way to walk through a green plastic kiddie pool filled with 11.2 gallons of room temperature tartar sauce. The first issue,…
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VOLUME IVInlet at Kabutojima
Fog in Dingle, Emily Mui From the river something is stirring in a Pacific ultrablue, an edgeless ripple or a water bomb where the sea sinks into violet. The rower bends over his…
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VOLUME IVThe Creature of Caido Bay
Livelihood, Liza Ashley It began somewhere along the creek, where the bunch of us were playing around, each of us 13 or 14 years old, far too old to be…
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VOLUME IVSwimming Lessons
Ocean, Miyuki Blois I remember the pool where I first learned to swim. Blue as the dark and wider than dream. I do not know if they threw me in.…
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VOLUME IVBlue Glass
Floral Bones, Raegan Jaeger [Trigger Warning: Depictions of abuse] Yesterday your mother mailed you nine of your baby teeth wrapped in plastic, no return address. I named you. Not your father. She kept one…
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VOLUME IVRed Rock Township, c. 1850
War is Over, Ernest Volynec Before she was drowned in forty feet of silt and squalid water Red Rock was a post for river rats meandered up the muddy Des…
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VOLUME IVTo the Lesser Knot
A Better World is Possible, Ernest Volynec For months, she wrote only of estuaries, which is how I knew she was leaving. It was February when she began packing— sweaters, her…
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VOLUME IVThings You Shouldn’t Say
Rome is the City of Echoes, Gabe Montesanti I hate my sister’s laugh. Laugh isn’t really even the right word for it, not really. I guess you could…