by Judith Ford It’s dusk and I’m at the beginning of a four-mile run. I’m half-listening to songs by Enya through my Walkman headphones. I’m running beside a busy road but I barely hear the cars above Enya’s voice. It’s 1987 and I’m thirty-nine years old. Today is Christmas Eve and I’m trying to shed… Continue reading Hands On My Back
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Her George
by Beverly Rose Joyce My grandpa drove a truck. George, not Russ. It was just like the one on Sanford and Son. But green. Not emerald or kelly or hunter; more army. He kept in the back the tools of his trade: trowel, spackle knife, levels, floats, mixer, sponges, chalk, thread, hammer, hawk. And, of… Continue reading Her George
Dog in a Box
by Ashlyn Inman It’s strange being in a place that you spent most of your life in and feeling like everything is familiar except one thing. For as long as I could remember, we had a dog in the house. Even before we lived in this particular house, we had a dog in the family.… Continue reading Dog in a Box
Night Watch
by Jim Ross To fend off doers of foul deeds I keep my bedroom door securely locked. The only one I cannot keep away is Death. Death carries a skeleton key good for every door. Tonight, he comes, inserts his key into the cylinder, and turns. The ancient lock rattles as cylinders grind and bolts… Continue reading Night Watch
Throat Awareness and the Unfair Thoughts
by Violet Piper I ache with Love. I have bent over and around myself for months, avoiding the mirror. There I am, though, in the reflection on the subway window, with the tunnel behind me. I look pained and afraid of the pain—like I stubbed my toe on the podium during a public speech. I… Continue reading Throat Awareness and the Unfair Thoughts
They Long to Be (Close to You)
by Deirdre Hickey When I was only eleven you called me Aphrodite, sticking your finger into my hips, when my body first began to look a little more like yours. Already you told me I had what you wanted, a body ripe like a hummingbird, smooth fruit of sliced peach, bones dripping with sweet wine,… Continue reading They Long to Be (Close to You)
bitter and better are one vowel apart
by Trisha Chen i tuck myself into a quiet-corner cookie cutter shape of a person, i ignore the bumps, the creaks, the peaks, the valleys, i shine a flashlight at my own pupils in the mirror hoping to see into the dark pitfall, i feel saltwater pushing at my waterline dam. i push against the… Continue reading bitter and better are one vowel apart
MOREGUILT
by Mary Lou Robison Mary Lou Grace Robison is a working artist residing in San Francisco. She is a candidate for her Bachelors in Fine Arts at the University of San Francisco where she is a member of the Thacher Gallery and Fine Arts Department. Grace’s work focuses on exploring traditional portraiture- pulling inspiration from… Continue reading MOREGUILT
Over the Sushi Moon
by Greta McGee Greta McGee (she/her) is a Black, lesbian American-Italian born and raised in New York City. She received her Bachelor's in 2021 from Sarah Lawrence College. Her multi-disciplinary creative works report on the body, spirit, and mind as they work together. Greta’s artwork has been featured in MixedMag, 805 Lit+Art, and CU46 Project.… Continue reading Over the Sushi Moon









