Isabella Balbi

“Angel”Ink on paper “Angel with Dog”Ink on paper Isa Balbi is a multidisciplinary artist from The Bronx, New York and is a candidate in the MFA Studio Art Program at The City...

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Ibrahim Ajani Lawal

“Sequela and Sublimity” IBRAHIM AJANI LAWAL, known by his sobriquet: Hajani Hibard,  is an African-Nigerian multidisciplinary artist and writer with a Bachelor’s degree in English...

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Ellen June Wright

Ellen June Wright is an internationally published artist, poet and photographer known for her abstract expressionism. She studied art and art history at Rutgers College in New Brunswick, NJ....

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A.J. Belmont

“Don’t Let Me Down”Oil on canvas “Saturday Morning”Oil on canvas “Portrait of Stuart, Eben, and Theodore”Oil on canvas Albert John Belmont is a New...

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JC Henderson

“Silence”Acrylic JC Henderson is an artist as well as a poet. She has published images of her artworks, some of which as cover art, in literary art magazines in the U.S. and in England....

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Lane Black

“Loose Threads” Acrylic and embroidery thread on canvas “Let the Light Through”Photoshop, digital photo Motivated by curiosity and expression, Lane Black is a queer,...

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Balancing Conflict and Empathy in Memoir: An Interview with Jeannie Vanasco

Austin LaVigne: Thank you, Jeannie, so much for coming and for being here for this interview for Phoebe journal. You are our 2026 spring judge, which is super exciting, and we’ll have those...

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Summer, 1998 & The Word for Bowl

Thuy Phan Summer, 1998 When the plane touched the tarmac, I knew my mom and I were somewhere else because of the smell – exhaust fumes mixed with grassy herbs and overripe jackfruit – in a...

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WHY DADDY SOLD THE MACHINE

SP Mulroy The thresher like a wicked god calls children to its mouth,gnashing locust teeth to taste the fingers in the grain. What passes through the graveyard gate can never walk back out. Beneath...

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Contentment

Donna Vorreyer The quiet of the woods feathers my brain,and my tongue magentas with beets. Still I’m restless and cannot sleep. I can’t explain the shadow’s abstractions—how the coat rack...

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