Splendor in a Dark Year by Jon Hoel
He who wants honey must abide the bees. But, the bees are going— Our glazed eyes avert. I am the speakeasy, I will tremble against the...
No Words by Katerine DuVal
You wanted so badly to show me All of your brain tissue on that couch Sticky with tears on the television as It moved in the wind in...
Don't Forget to Freeze Her by Kimberly Murphy
Before unpacking, thrust an exacto-knife through her taut, feathered chest cavity. When the blade swims in, pull apart that tiny,...
Transcendentalism by Jade Tarris
Sybil waits for answers with one hand raised high and the other pressed firmly against her neck. Her pulse gasps in time with internal...
In The Company of Others by Julia Daly
a pattern emerges: I flatten myself, turn sharp corners—make edges out of elbows, knees, ankles, wrists. Fingers crack with a tap. I fold...
an untitled piece by Reagan Smith
Oh, Apathy, And how she sat with me On the window sill. “Please, Come chat with me,” She said To the bird, Who remained still. We wonder,...
The Moth and the Fish by Kathrine DuVal
I wrapped my son’s birthday gift In the cellophane of moths’ wings. It is fragile as the skin on his eyelids, As the chiffon of my...
Joke Imara Renaud-Krutulis
“So, if you’re pan, does that mean when you see a pan you get turned on?” Yes, by gods, you’ve got me completely figured out. You’re the...
Galloping Glaciers by Jade Tarris
I warm my bones one at a time by the river of ice. I ask: “So, glaciers ‘gallop’?” “Not many, but some.” Frost curls my fingers in, I...
Tar and Feathers by Jordan DeGaetano
The bird in her cage does not know what it is like to fly along the wind currents like a mighty force of nature. I. The bird has lost her...
