Fiction from Anu Kumar
Photo: Yiqun Tang The City’s Last Mill The city’s last cotton mill was aging rapidly. Already its roof was spliced in half, windows in empty sheds stood bare with an old man’s toothless grin. Rubble gathered in new places every time the demolition team pulled down buildings that no longer fitted into plan. On other […]
Nonfiction from Christopher Valdheims
Photo: Valentin Müller The Cathedral Where, dear God, Will you sojourn after we all die? You have no father, nor dear mother, Not your own dear brothers. – Traditional Latvian verse I was the child of exiles. Born on the streets, and now I was back. Back where? Back here. Back here at the edge […]
Poetry from Jodi Andrews
Photo: Lurm Converge Inspired by There and Back by Skye Gilkerson It’s all swirled inward like a snail shell, debris from the Kármán line. Broken pieces of teacups, a lone handle, half the cup laid on its cracked edge; plate shards lined up in a row, pastel pink and blue bottoms exposed. Bits placed gingerly side by […]
Poetry from Sorayya Moss
Photo: Mathew Schwartz In a Stem We’ve been flower and stamen. …..and I’m stricken, ………………………forever. There was Mao, and me, and how___ …..we’ve blown in the wind, and with our kin, I’m stuck, it’s him. . . Sorayya Moss studied literature and philosophy in France, currently lives in Grand Rapids, Michigan, and has been […]
Nonfiction from Kathleen Wise
Photo: Thomas Quaritsch Tomatoes in August Blessed is the child raised within the kingdom of a sprawling backyard. Privileged, she whose limbs grow strong with running through wild woods. Proud and mighty, she whose palms are calloused from climbing trees, shins studded with scars from the feral battlefield. Her imagination is fatted on natural spoils. Sometimes […]
Fiction from Kaylie Saidin
Photo: Autumn Studio Cate Lucas Cate Lucas stopped coming to class in junior year of high school and everyone wondered what happened to her. We went to a small school, and of course, people talked. She sat next to me in math during the second semester of my sophomore year. I let her borrow my […]
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