by Caitlin Upshall He called it the color of envy. The old tales say that it was once his color. His armies wore it while they conquered the world. But soon, the armies became the rebels, and the world grew smaller behind tall walls. The rebels used the color as the only mockery they could… Continue reading Remember Your Blue
Tag: Fall 2022
She sings in cursive on the Fillmore stage
by James Morehead beneath dimmed chandeliers gripping the mic and dripping sweat onto the barricade rushers below. Perhaps I hear sugar hiccups on cheerios or little red come back as I twist my ear plugs tighter to push pack the pulsing bass and distortion pedal screech. I try inventing lyrics: be true my love, be… Continue reading She sings in cursive on the Fillmore stage
First Dawn
by Marsha Solomon Marsha Solomon's works “From Rhythm to Form” utilize jewel-like colors, the variation of opacity—from soft washes to thick strokes of impasto—and positive and negative spaces to create a dynamic image, born from nature, emotion and creative force. Solomon's work has been the subject of many solo exhibitions nationally and internationally.
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by Tendai Rinos Mwanaka Tendai Rinos Mwanaka is a Zimbabwean publisher, editor, mentor, thinker, literary artist, visual artist and musical artist with 23 individual books and 25 edited books, 1 music album and several songs, and tens of paintings and artworks curated, published, produced, exhibited and published in at least 35 countries worldwide.
Anise
by Kenton K. Yee Go ahead, whet your tongue It's fragrant, flavorful—roses for noses. You like its lightness too. It's infiltrating your recipes. Boiling, broiling, sous-vide— them too. You can't imagine root beer without it. This is the way the world ends, not from zest nor sin but spice complacency. Overgrowth by Larissa Hauck Kenton… Continue reading Anise
Sitting on God’s Front Porch
—Lorne Balfe, from The Last Man on the Moon by Maya Jacyszyn I've never pictured heaven with a front porch, or much of heaven really, but it comes to me now clearly. There are no clouds. Why do paintings always show clouds? And so much light? I suppose upward means clouds and light, but up… Continue reading Sitting on God’s Front Porch
A Spider in the Bookstore
by Clint King A spider was spinning a web in Self-Help, even after they sterilized the bookstore, leaving hardly a reader's fingerprint or dog ear folded down. She took my breath away; it was all the advice I ever needed to see this glorious climber lower and raise such a body over stacks of sob… Continue reading A Spider in the Bookstore
In Search of a Rainbow
by Ronald Walker Ronald Walker works in a painting style he terms "Suburban Primitive". This style combines his interest in the origins and functions of art along with life in the suburbs, which he views in both a physical and psychological manner. His work has been shown in 45 solo exhibits and numerous group shows… Continue reading In Search of a Rainbow
Chasing Liberty
by Delta N.A. Delta N.A., paired in art and life, work simultaneously on each artwork with a shared language that reveals deep meanings and speaks directly to the heart. Timeless stories develop in each artwork, where figures and forms are placed in a subtle and ethereal space halfway between dream and reality and where the… Continue reading Chasing Liberty
Car Ride
by Erin Jamieson at three in the morning you wake her: how would you like to go on an adventure? her eyes, i imagine, wild & bright with the prospect of time w/ you & even though it’s sleeping & no one is out you drive with her. when i wake i know something is… Continue reading Car Ride









