FEATURED ARTIST GALLERY & INTERVIEW
Lauren Arena graduated from St. John Fisher University in 2025. She is currently pursuing a...
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PLASTIC BREATH by ALFREDO ARCILESI
After seven days of intolerable confinement, Izzy decided that this foggy afternoon was the right time to free herself. And, if she could manage, Clara. She had been testing her crippled body since the morning...
Read MoreJUNK MONEY by STEFAN EGGER
Larry awoke to the man with Tourette’s making his morning walk around the halfway house, rather complex. The man with Tourette’s lived in a different room and building from Larry that looked like a padded cell from...
Read MoreMISSING ASSIGNMENT / ATTENDANCE by KATLYN MACIAS
Shut up, shut up, shut up I don’t care about Myself, the grades, the money I care about the time. Mama Mariquita died at 83 years old That’s how much time I have Scratch that— Her memories began to dwindle at 78. Now,...
Read MoreHE’S A MINOR, SO WHAT? by KATLYN MACIAS
I’m a female dog According to this minor, At the edge of adulthood, Teenage disaster. Girls Are broken down to their scientific term; female Cause that’s all they are To him. A biological mess Of pheromones and hormones. To...
Read MoreELEGÍA A LA HIGUERA VIEJA DE BINI XEMS by AMAYA MIKOLIČ BERRIOS
1.1) Abuela’s room is coated in crosseswhile La Virgen María holds vigilover dreams and gradual forgetting.On Sundays she drags me to salvation between gold-clinking grandmothersand sweating stone columns; I fixateon Jesus...
Read MoreTALKING TO FORGET by THU NGUYEN
Cordova, Alaska (unceded land of the Eyak) There is no word for goodbye in Athabascan, you tell me, because we never leave each other. Or is it because here I haven’t once seen the sun actually set, and you...
Read MoreA SURE THING by MARCO ETHERIDGE
The doctor’s black sedan had not yet disappeared up the drive when the household fell into a general uproar. Three generations of Beardsley women burst into tears and sank onto an enormous sofa. Behind the sofa, nine-year-old...
Read MoreHIS GOD by BRIANNA CHERRINGTON
I pray to his god and don’t wonder if he prays for me, too. I am not seeking devotions answered, I need what comes with believing: The comfort and reassurance that you have the capacity to love. I would cast a thumbworn agate...
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