Author: phoebejournal

Delta N.A.

“Solitude-Riflessa-Mirrored Solitude” “Unexpected Sunset” Delta N.A. DELTA N.A. are a couple in life and art, working together by painting in unison. They learn from each...

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Alicia Garrett

“Lost Boy” Alicia Garrett ALICIA GARRETT is an unfortunate basket case with several obscure hobbies and interests such as her desire to emulate the social habits of Desert Tortoise,...

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Danilo Lopez

“The Lighthouse” Danilo Lopez DANILO LOPEZ-ROMAN holds an MFA from the University of Texas. His poetry fiction, essays, and digital art have appeared in Hayden’s Ferry Review, Carrier...

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Abigail Morales

“Let’s Catch a Vibe Amongst the Clouds” Abigail Morales ABIGAIL MORALES is a Jamaican visual artist based in Miami, FL, whose work displays a fascination with the human body and...

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Aluu Prosper

“Finding Unity in Sound” Aluu Prosper ALUU PROSPER was born and raised in Nigeria, West Africa. He makes figurative and expressive paintings. His usually stylized figures show the use of...

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Sharp Objects

Alyssa Froehling          She takes me to a motelin the winter, a two-star with a white tilebathroom stained with drips of bloodand coffee....

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It’s an Empty-Headed Move I Love the Most

Adam Houle I swear I’ll leave your ass in Tennesseewith the trumpet vines and BarcaLoungersslumping under carports. Maybe at a BPnear the bottom of a hill, where a state roadcurves that way and a...

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Scree: Hiking in the Foothills

Laura Meyer We don’t talk about babies anymoreAnd we haven’t been drunk together in ten years. My friend tells me about a strategy for receiving long-term care in your home.I tell myself: You...

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On Leaving

Kathryn Bratt-Pfotenhauer It is the season of thinning out the herd, and I am leaving Brooklyn. October is in the city: bright colorful leaves and a track fire on the J, stalling all trains.Over...

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Elvis Died When I Was Seven

Michael Montlack and I learned there was no castto mend a spirit, no flashlightto guide you out of a cave that dark,my older sister unwilling to bathefor weeks, my parents unwillingto make her, her...

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