Anna Sheffer 2022 Spring Fiction Contest Runner Up We remember confirmation camp on summer mornings when the air smells like woodsmoke. At camp that year, every night ended with a campfire, and every...
Dragonfly Chakra Digital montage combined with mixed media Lori Arbel is an artist, creative life coach, and lightworker guiding young adults through personal journeys of self-discovery and, often,...
Katherine Huang Winner of the 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Prize 1. In ancient times the two Moons agreed: one would stay in the sky, while the other would go to live on Earth among mortals. ...
Lucien Darjeun Meadows Content Warning: This piece contains discussions of suicide and self-harm All around this Baltimore campus, the tulip poplars are beginning to leaf out in brilliant, foamy...
Jeff Whitney The name of the bag of sugar I carried around for two weeks in seventh grade because it was my baby. The stampede of cows my brother and I teased to chasing in New Mexico the year...
Lydia Golitz Second Runner-up in the 2022 Greg Grummer Poetry Contest Here is my desperate garden, my lease of sand and gravel. Where Saint Catherine lies with her head off in the yellow...
Amanda Nyren I’m at my desk one morning when he first reaches out. As a recruiter, out-of-the-blue messages from near-strangers are common on LinkedIn, but something about this one feels—I’m...
Lauren Rhoades I never liked the Solomon story. You know the one. Two women come to the wise King Solomon, both claiming to be the mother of the same baby. King Solomon tells the women that since...
Megan Pillow Here’s a secret: every night when I go to sleep, I put my dog Lucy’s collar under my pillow. When I toss and turn, I hear the jingle of the tags. It was the sound of her in the...