• After the Bridge

    After the Bridge

    Steve lives in Southeast Portland, OR and works at an elementary school with students who have autism. In his spare time (when he isn’t writing) he brews beer, plays all sorts of board games, and has staring contests with his dog, Rowsby Woof. If he ever gets a tattoo, it will say, “Born to Write.…

  • The Neo-Panthers

    The Neo-Panthers

    Hansel Figueroa is a Bronxite with a BA in Media & Communications. He has been published in Johnson & Wales University’s student newspaper, the Campus Herald. He also graduated from the school as summa cum laude. Interested in art and culture, this eclectic writer hopes to churn out tales and stories that would’ve held his…

  • Attar of Petals

    Attar of Petals

    by Sharon Israel Artist: Jasper Francis Cropsey What was in his pockets?Among unknown receipts,the thing he left for me:the rose he tore for me,the fragrance, the attarof petals. Pears and peaches tumble downand spill across the table.The moon is dark. I will love him until feralcats cross the seas from Romeand overtake Wall Street,and walk…

  • Urban Myth Has It that There’s A Driver Who’s Been Circling London Ceaselessly

    Urban Myth Has It that There’s A Driver Who’s Been Circling London Ceaselessly

    by Jenny Middleton You are a coordinate on a map, a starting place and a destination endlessly circling betweentheir arms – the names of places you drove through on the way tyre-tracking into memory.Distance is a drumming spiral of numbered miles and love is admitting there are places youwill never reach – people you don’t…

  • Ne eligat is qui donum accipit

    Ne eligat is qui donum accipit

    by Andy Betz I sat in the driver’s seat waiting. She sat in the passenger seat watching me suffer. The rain took its cue from her success and began a slow trickle, just enough to make it excusable to remain with her, not enough to justify leaving. I should have departed nonetheless. Her perfume became…

  • Holding Me, Holding You

    Holding Me, Holding You

    Rebecca Cheek (she/her/hers) is a transracial International Korean American adoptee living in South Carolina. She has a Bachelor of Science Degree in Chemistry from the University of Alabama in Huntsville with a background in manufacturing of drug delivery systems and quality assurance management in chemical manufacturing

  • Extra Ordinary

    Extra Ordinary

    Amy Nelder Amy Nelder’s trompe l’oeil paintings are infused with au courant imagery. Background: UC Berkeley, FBI Academy, San Francisco Police Department Forensic Artist. Select exhibitions: Chianciano Biennale, Cape Cod Museum of Art; Haggin Museum; Coos Art Museum; de Young Museum; Walt Disney Museum; Garzoni Challenge; Chloe Gallery. Media coverage: film/press interviews.

  • After Hours

    After Hours

    by RC deWinter sing me a new songin the key of longingfiltered through the shadowsof everything you ever wished fori promise not to laughor be dismissivei recognize the colorof the those shadowsmelancholy’s hazy haloloneliness in almost midnight bluei too am a dreamerwith my own songa wisheron the gentle evening starthere’s music in your voicewisdom in…

  • Heat Death

    Heat Death

    by Hazel J. Hall we are a high school, honey-love crush,terribly beautiful at ourtipping point to the contact.staring into abyssal zones.walking on water;wading;raising generationsof fish through thisfinality. the poem steeringdirectionlessness into itsnarrative. the death ofoceans as a wicked stranglingno one wants to solve.it is all simply too eviland we are too pure to knowwhat terrible…

  • Three Poems

    Three Poems

    by Rae Rozman Dualities I slept with your glove(maroon, leather)woven between my fingers.It smelled like you. I awoke with your glove(leather, maroon)pressed against my naked chest.It smelled like me. How quickly you leave me.How quickly we forget. Consummation There are nights like this.Nights you rush through to seeif colors are more vibranton the other sideSolitude…