Abigail Myers When it became clear that the pregnancy wasn’t viable, the doctor asked what my holiday plans were, a banal question suddenly loaded with urgency; and when I told her, she simply...
Shilo Niziolek “Dearly beloved, we are gathered here together today to look into the face of the river.” — Mary Ruefle The week-long heat wave has finally broken, but before it broke, I forced...
Beneth Goldschmidt-Sauer I had a lucky shirt I wore the whole time. I took it off only to sleep and to wash it in the laundry room at the hotel, where the jungly humidity and the smells from the...
Aida Zilelian “Don’t bother your mother this morning,” my grandmother Shaké said. She had her back turned to us, rummaging for items in the refrigerator. My sister Alice and I sat at the...
“Eye” “Cuban Woman” “Broken Mirror” Kateryna Bortsova KATERYNA BORTSOVA is a painter – a graphic artist with BFA in graphic arts and MFA. Works of Kateryna took...
“Mithrandir” “Nebula” “Primordial Soup” “Space Ghost” Aleksandra Chechel ALEKSANDRA CHECHEL is Russian-born and Brooklyn based. She takes her love for...
Clashing in Good Faith Oil on canvas I Lost Something in the Hills Oil on canvas Mickey Haist Jr. is a painter and teacher, living in the Southwest with his wife. He started painting during lockdown....
Carolyn Oliver Sunset casts a madder wash across the last nun in the scriptorium, coats in rose her last psalm, her quill from a river-plucked swan. Near the margin, a gash—...
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...
Corinne Wohlford Mason After the Pillow Book of Sei Shonagon The way a child explains the rules of a thing to me. Handwriting from another century. The smell of eucalyptus. What a...