U.S. Route 95
Rust Rorschach, Timothy Embertson if i put my foot to the floor or take the turn just rightthe horizon will swallow this ought-to-be-ghost town. watch: i slip out through the teeth of that mawand chase the stars in the…
Watch Dog
War is Over, Ernest Volynec Today’s spent echoing the beagleas I keep watch from the window,assessing each speck of land of thisplace called home or territory ormemory, each plot of maple, juniper,japanese plum, the latest implant thatnever took and the wisest,…
en plein air
Rome is the City of Echoes, Gabe Montesanti You hated the flowers. I tried to hate them too. Can you see decay entering the frameof our picturesque domestic landscape? I am a creature of images, brief appearances.I try to save myself…
Welcome to Milnesand
Skin Mask Replica, Hunter Louis “Mill in sand.” Windmills pump water out of the sand to irrigate peanuts. At the junction of NM 206, NM 258 and NM 262. Halfway between Portales and Lovington. Still have no idea? ‘Bout a 100…
The Shield Maidens of Hafrsfjord
Opulent, Taharah Islam Part Four (continued from The Shield Maidens of Hafrsfjord, Part Three) Two days have passed since the chaos of the poisoned chests. The chests of silver and gold have been buried deep within the woods of Northumbria. The last…
Unpacking
The Funnies, Justine Newman My family moved this week. This morning, my mom told me she was going to come “check my room” at some point, which means to evaluate whether my unpacking and cleaning is satisfactory. As usual, her need…
Wedding Blues
Heat Wave, Rachel Ikins Characters: Alex: 29 years old, male, Leni’s twin brother—the stable, mildly sarcastic half of the twin equation Leni: 29 years old, female, a bit of a drama queen, having a hard time coming to terms with her…
The Art Journal I Kept Back When I Loved Jesus
A Very Long Party In Green, Li Anne Liew Lives in a clear plastic bin below my childhood bed, neighbors with decades-old stuffed teddies and virgin candles gifted to me for my Confirmation, because I could never bear to throw them…
117 Million
Monochrome, Emma Lassiter Anyways, I’ve been thinking about going for a swim. I have been researching lakes and bodies of water. I am uncompromising and precise in my analysis of them from 3000 miles away. There is a way it ought…
Quarantime
How to Survive a Pandemic, Ashley Webster A guided house tour: spring break, March 13-21, 2020, Prospect Heights, IL. FRENCH WINDOWS In the mornings I sit in an armchair in front of them, staring out into a yard the size…
The Heart Braid
A Slow Decay, Ashley Webster My substitute mom massaged her threading hands As substitute dad typed religiously on his Blackberry She claimed I was finally ready for my soccer game and even asked me how I liked it I dragged myself…
The Austrian Alps
Whispers, Emily Bryn Author’s note: In CMSCI 449: Introduction to Artificial Intelligence, students were assigned to write a natural language processing program that would generate commencement speeches. The result was authentic English, and although some sentences did not portray logical thought,…
SBF, or Why I am No Longer Discussing Sex With Straight People
2, Julia Broeker my ex-best friend told me her boyfriend ate her pussy, but it’s okay;, she’s still a virgin. but oh i forgot, i guess that’s all sex is for you guys. you know that part in fried green…
The chair
Untamed, Natalie Meador My flesh, a fixture In your sanctuary Positioned strategically For optimal usage; Your pleasure at its expense. Dents and scratches repeatedly Concealed by pungent lacquers; The handyman covers his messes. The inflated ego turned your “Good as new,”…
THE SHIELD MAIDENS OF HAFRSFJORD
Winter Afternoon, Evan McGrew Part Three (continued from The Shield Maidens of Hafrsfjord, Part Two) TW/SA, mentions of suicide Astrid has not stopped thinking about what Eira fears. Whenever Eira has a fear about something, she is usually correct. If one of…
Wall Street et. al.
The Complexity of Detail, Olivia Offutt Oh America, you bad bitch I picked the cotton that made you rich -Kendrick Lamar, “For Free? (Interlude)” i. new York was once new Amsterdam and new Amsterdam once had 11 men—then lifetimes later…
just not you
Livelihood, Liza Ashley I didn’t see anything at first but I felt every bump and crack of the dirt road, the sudden jolt and sharp turn of the wheel as we made our own road around the boy. mumbles and…
Edgar Edgarson
Fever Dream, Emily Bryn Edgar Edgarson wore a Victorian overcoat to school, and when I mentioned this to him, he did not hear me. We walked along the hallway together, his canvas boots out of place among converse and sandals and…
