Category: Print Issues

Mirka Walter

“vorübergehend sind wir hier” Watercolor and ink on paper with digital overwork Mirka Walter is an emerging visual artist and illustrator from Cologne, Germany. What especially has been...

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In Maine

Kayann Short What happened to him? And to his wife—meaning his ex-wife, so I’d heard. They’d lived on the lake road in a towering barn that had been in his family for generations, so much a...

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51.1

Fiction The Mother Compact by Blair HurleySeverance by Alma GarcíaSome Assembly Required by Jared GreenInsecticide by Angela Yang Art Gallery I Estructuras Insoportables I by Cecilia...

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Some Assembly Required

Jared Green The box arrived during the period we would come to call Early Pandemic. We would speak of this time as though it were a distant geological era, a deep stratum, dense with meaning, in...

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The Mother Compact

Blair Hurley Mostly, missing her old life before the baby isn’t a conscious thing. She’s too tired to have a thought like that, with actual words and sentences. It’s more a fuzzy sense of...

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An Unnatural History

Heidi Schulz I start in the Meet the Family Gallery. There, behind glass, are wax figures posed in life-sized dioramas. My dad, smaller than I remember, is reading a Louis Lamour western in his...

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The City That Never Freezes

Kim Drew Wright In my earliest memory with my two older sisters, I’m toddling around a South Carolina backyard, past a metal playset with one of those face-to-face swings you have to pull and push...

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The Space Between

Michael Hahn To little fanfare, in 2019, the Associated Press Stylebook abolished a hyphen. Stripped of the small dash, compound heritage terms such as Asian American and African American quietly...

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Your Father’s Body

Katie Bannon You find your father’s body by the kitchen sink. Hands clutching his heart, eyes shiny as marbles. Your mother’s scream cracks the quiet of the winter evening. Her mouth opens so...

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Deliberate

Michelle Matthees Like a barn door wide open: there was your O. Everything else was burned away, no hair, giant puckers inward like a flattened rubber flower. In front of the train station I passed...

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