Latest Publications:

[fiction]

Nuptial Gift

By Samantha Hernandez

One morning, Jane woke up entirely herself.

[article]

With Someone You Care About

By Lola Bosa

My boyfriend likes to undress me in a nonsexual way, or at least that’s how it feels.

[poetry]

Weeping may last through the night, but joy comes with the morning (Psalm 30:5)

By Ron L. Dowell

The charlatan bilked them // Out of what they’d said was sacred. // The lion's teeth specialize in cutting meat.

[poetry]

midwife and pieces

By M. Frost

stumble // through snow // mounds // belly-deep // form // elemental // letters

[poetry]

Elioteen

By George Shuster

young man carbuncular falls apart decomposes hell if I know

[poetry]

living for a while

By Walter Heineman

living for a while in a hospital // is living in the world of footsteps // and changing emotions.

[poetry]

Bang, Summer coming, and the colours, and Mark

By DS Maolalai

it's october. fireworks bang // like cracked knuckles.

[poetry]

High School, and The Coachman

By Matt Dennison

I'd love to hear a horse clop by // my window late at night.

[poetry]

In Situ

By A.T. Robinson

It was there all along: // a knot beneath the skin, // a stranger's tongue in darkness

[poetry]

Hypnotizing Chickens

By Michael Boissevain

One Saturday afternoon in the shoulder // season between calving and haying

[poetry]

let us cast lots, and can't we have a lesbian love story where no one dies?

By Caleb Wolfson-Seeley

I hate rich people, // my son says, spat // from the belly of the bus // that each day returns him // to dry land

[fiction]

Seeds of Pomegranate

By Tatum Le Goff

Usually Rafael was called Rafa, but Hope shortened it further to Raf. Some of the other men who worked at the hotel would tease him when they heard this, but Rafael never mentioned it to her. He met her briefly while she worked the day shift during the summer time, when the sun would bleed through the windows and warm her pale face while she stood behind the front desk.