Hope Henderson 1. I keep your memories, or shadows of your memories. Memories once removed. I remember, for instance, the woman you loved before me, the one I never met: her hair blond and damp in...
“Strangers in the Museum (Dancing Cranes)” Ink, watercolor, mineral pigments, and gouache on silk Cheuk Yan Cherry Tung is a Hong Kong-born interdisciplinary artist, currently based in...
“They Rejected Me, I’m A Monster 1” Acrylic on paper “They Rejected Me, I’m A Monster 2” Acrylic on paper Rachel Coyne is a writer and painter from Lindstrom, MN....
Sam Paul My mother is screaming and crying on the phone. Her voice shakes with rage. “You’d be so pretty if you’d fix your teeth,” she stammers. “But you don’t care about being...
Lacy Arnett Mayberry Once a year, a bus appeared at school in the middle of the day—alien and out of place, larger than we remembered from even just that morning—for a safety training exercise....
“Sometime Soon” Acrylic and ink on wood panel “Breath It In” Acrylic and ink on wood panel “Here When You Need It” Acrylic and ink on canvas “Ebb and...
Purchase a copy of Issue 53.1 here Fiction I Don’t Want Me Either by Carly Alaimo No One is Coming to Save You by Sarah Bradley The Bayou by Amy DeBellis Stray Bullets by Lacy Arnett...
Lauren Saxon bones. about kneecaps. how easily they dimple the earth’s wet surface. this poem is about kneeling. consider the body’s position. the way our limbs fold into one another. the way...
“Sunflowers” Acrylic on canvas Nataliia Burmaka graduated from the National Studio of Fine Arts of Boris Danchenko (Sumy, Ukraine) in 1999 and worked as a designer from 1999 to 2005....
