literature + art magazine
artist: early worm by D.S. Maolalai and so we grew tired of lamp-oil. whaling too cruel a sport and death too much a price. dirty yellow light like tobacco-stained apartments. too cruel. better to crack the skin of rocks and dig down. and we did and black oil oozed forth, a boon without cruelty. more…
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Artist: Darvianna Major by Catherine Zickgraf Paper neighbors drape my couch. They hold the baby, bake casseroles I can’t taste. I nibble when he sleeps or sleep when he naps after I’ve boiled the bottles and washed some spoons. I awoke this morning on the roll of toilet paper. Seems it cushioned my cheek sufficiently…
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Artist: Josh Hayward by Lauren Bender Her sweater takes your hand without bite, her head lifts to watch you dispense your charity. Her eye peels your skin away, and your insides scrunch up and then fold in on themselves like many palms covering faces as they buckle to weepiness. Things flutter in your chest, you…
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Artist: Anna Tsvell by Lauren Bender Don’t tell me there are people in this room; I can see them but that does not mean they exist. My sweater sleeve is mouth-soaked with the fear of swallowing. I am on a mission to be small with furtive eyes like any animal with suspicions, pricking its ears…
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Artist: Olivia Steele by Katie Pukash My voice is a hieroglyph hunting for a cave to call home. I cut my hair for this. I have seen all my mother’s untouched jewelry. I have worn out the family noose by tying knots around everything that is swollen. There is a nightlight in my childhood bedroom…
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Artist: Jim Ford by Katie Pukash The days seem to slide together like a slammed door. I swear anxiety sits hostage in my marrow. There is not enough red wine in the world to solve the problem that is my chest. Does my trauma have a name? Should I give my trauma a name? If…
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