FEATURED ARTIST
FEATURED ARTIST Syd Brewster is a Black, queer writer and film photographer from New York state....
Read MoreIssue 12
GIRL FINDS SHE IS INCAPABLE OF LOVING IN THE EUCLIDEAN PLANE by VANESSA NIU
Geodesic—the shortest path betweentwo points on a not always straight surfaceif I am...
Read MoreDON DIEGO’S MOONLIGHT WALK by THOMAS PIEKARSKI
As Don Diego walkedalong a haunted moonlit beachthe waves whined and bats swooped. After a few...
Read MoreSCENES FROM 6,909′ by DERMOT LOUCHART
an artifact from jerusalem has been brought to mass. i am kneeling in front of it andcrying. i ask god why he made me bad so that he would not love me. my youth leader tells meafter that i should enter the seminary, with...
Read MoreMOST LIKELY TO SUCCEED by DAVID STILLWAGON
Paul stood at the top of the porch stairs, peering at the two-lane highway. He stroked thecreases on his weathered face and yawned. Route forty was fifty steps from his mother’s house.He counted them when he was a boy....
Read MoreEIGHT WEEKS by MADEIRA MILLER
The heaviest thing I ever carriedwas raspberry-sized. There wasnothing ceremonious about it; itwas...
Read MoreAMORPHIA by X THE MARTIAN
Poetry is knowing many names—few need to be of people. Composition calls on the...
Read MoreLINGUISTIC ODDITIES by BEE LB
there is something to waiting for a trap that isn’tcoming. analyzing lilts and usage and tonal discrepanciesfor a word that would consume you. you, i mean me.word, i mean name. he, i mean they. she, i mean they. them, i...
Read MoreLETTERS OF CHANGE by ROBBIE BEACH
Dear Our Beloved Son, I noticed at dinner the other day you didn’t pray with us....
Read MoreSISTERS I WAS SUPPOSED TO HAVE by GRAHAM CAMPBELL
I grew up enjoying my status as an only child in a family with just mom and dad. In the 1950’s, that was unusual even sort of frowned upon. I liked it. Lots of attention and much quieter. My friends all had little urchins...
Read MoreADAM & EVE by JILLIAN THOMAS
dear god, it’s me. i doubt you will get this letter- i am expecting return to sender, maybe an exasperated postal worker wondering how the hell i expect this to arrive at its destination- and the truth is i don’t- because if you...
Read MoreBLACK LIKE HE. by TAUWAN PATTERSON
Poem I. inspired by and 1st line taken from artist Carrie Mae Weems “Blue Black Boy” for her series Colored People
(1989 – 1990).
