by Sarah Inouye Content warnings for extended exploration of grief, death, and loss of autonomy. Briefly, disordered weight and body thoughts. What I knew of love, in my final year, coalesced in my green truck. It had been abandoned after the flood that one summer. It was a Californian miracle, both truck and overflow. No… Continue reading The Transfer
Author: ignatianlitmag
THE WAITING &
by Aria Shum all those years you spent watching your life pass by from the attic, wondering when it would start breathing again. When it would start wanting again. If happiness would show up at the door like it used to, perhaps disguised in a hat or a coat or the face of somebody you used to know. In a dream, you wake up… Continue reading THE WAITING &
Greek to Me
by Steven O. Young Jr. I can’t remember where I heard it, or how I learned to define the obvious,but my notepad begins in avowal: Philtrum | means love potion | in Greek. I want to claim it came carried in on your lips,a sumptuous goblet brimming with morning glories gathered from the pastel garden planted between your edenic senses, but… Continue reading Greek to Me
I want you, for the last time
by Aidan Cox Turning your head, hair ablaze in the morning sun like a lit match. And in conversation, in the old, gold frame of a faded painting. That landscape, the little brown stork, those oak trees.The late night of a party and all the warm, glowing bulbs behind his head. You will be reflected in… Continue reading I want you, for the last time
Dive Bars
by Sarah Bess Jaffe We watched Bin Laden get shot through the window of an Irish pub in Queens. Well, we didn’t see it but, you know. I thought you were such a big deal. We were sunbitten that day. Remember when we liked the guy in charge,in spite of everything? We rode our bikes everywhere,stuck on the BQE’s hot ribbon,for a daylong noon… Continue reading Dive Bars
Some Kind of Parasite
by Jessie Jen The itch is somewhere deep inside. I like to imagine it’s a living creature that needs air, that absorbs the oxygen in my blood and releases little burps of gas that drift and drift to just beneath the surface, dotting my fingers with little blister-like bubbles. They ooze clear liquid when I… Continue reading Some Kind of Parasite
Inciting Incidents
by Samantha Backlund-Clapp Someday I will go to california for real, drown in the chopped lines and party particulars, observe blankly how the rough mountains dance in the ripples of heat, and cook myself dead on the miles of unending american asphalt. I will make my way to the golden state, and I will write… Continue reading Inciting Incidents
The Line Cook
by Syan Mohiuddin Yellow Dog by Pia Quintano Syan Mohiuddin is a poet from Dhaka, Bangladesh who is currently studying for a BA in English Literature. His works are slated to appear in the South Dakota Review and the Bacopa Literary Review. Pia Quintano is an NYC-based writer/artist who especially likes to work with animals.… Continue reading The Line Cook
forgetful grieving & pond depression
by Julia Rose Merante Goldfish by Pia Quintano Julia Rose Merante recently adopted a tuxedo cat named Eleanor, folds her laundry against her will, and has killed every plant she's ever owned. After finishing law school in New York, Julia regained the brainpower to reignite her love for creative writing. Her work has found homes… Continue reading forgetful grieving & pond depression
fruit cake
by Liam Strong Song of Morning by Marsha Solomon Liam Strong (they/them) is a queer neurodivergent cripple punk writer and author of the chapbook Everyone's Left the Hometown Show (Bottlecap Press, 2023). Find them on Instagram/Twitter: @beanbie666. https://linktr.ee/liamstrong666. Marsha Solomon has exhibited nationally and internationally in galleries and museums for many years. Her abstract paintings… Continue reading fruit cake









