by Wim Lankriet, Lena Hasell | Sep 27, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #7, Issues
tr. Lena Hasell When I woke up, the terrace floorboards were green. Some sort of moss. It looked intensely surreal. Thinking I was dreaming, I went back to sleep. A few hours later it had rained, and the green vanished. I pondered if it had been there to begin with,...
by J Kramer Hare | Sep 27, 2024 | Issue #7, Issues, Poetry
Just as I was thinking I’d become a gollum, slinking over slick stones in the dank dark of a cavern deep beneath the rays of youth’s naivety; just as I was thinking I’ve been decked in total shadow long enough that even moonlight might make red...
by Amy Cadence | Sep 27, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #7, Issues
There is something wrong with Delia’s youngest son. He had always been evasive, she thinks, even as a toddler, but now she’s lucky to even catch a glimpse of him. He comes in, he darts to his room; he goes out, he slips through the side door. His gaze, even when she...
by Terry Chess | Sep 27, 2024 | Issue #7, Issues, Poetry
ripetrashoverdonehotdogsexhaustfumescattlesweatinginsuits swarmingthroughunshavenstreetsheadsbentoveriPhonesoblivious toCACAPHONYofJACKHAMMERSHORNS&SHOUTSdodgebodies sprawledonsidewalkslikecrushedinsectsSIXTY-STORYsteelgods...
by Laura Shell | Sep 27, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #7, Issues
I drove more than 100 miles that day in the rain and the last five were the most soul-sucking as I was stuck in a long line of cars like a vehicular centipede and couldn’t pass any of them and the speed limit was 35 and I wanted to drive 65 because it had been a...
by Julian Gallo | Sep 27, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #7, Issues
The young man dressed in full torero regalia is on the bed, grasping the poles on the headboard for dear life, a red satin pillow muffling his cries of pleasure. Prostrate on the mattress, his ass raised, the man behind him, naked save for a montera, aggressively...
by arushi (aera) rege | Sep 27, 2024 | Issue #7, Issues, Poetry
For Campbell Brown 1. HIGH SCHOOL SPEECH AND DEBATE is an academic activity typically available to students. Similar to athletic sports, speech and debate activities are challenging, competitive in nature, and require regular practice, coaching, dedication, and...
by Taylor Franson-Thiel | Sep 27, 2024 | Issue #7, Issues, Poetry
With Desperation My faith is a mauled tumbleweed not even buckshot could untangle. The gaps, where I curl like a question. Marking my veneration with clumsy tongue stumbles over verses I once had...
by Taylor Franson-Thiel | Sep 27, 2024 | Issue #7, Issues, Poetry
The only reason I know my body is real are the bruises. Raspberry covered, pools of blood, scales along linoleum scraped knees. I slam into open cupboard doors just to acquaint myself with the plywood edges of my limbs. In a past life, perhaps I was a lake...
by Chloe McIntosh | Sep 27, 2024 | Issue #7, Issues, Poetry
In a poem we are tipping horchata down a drain, holding hands, laughing and in love the way we were in life transcending the romantic or the familial to confuse every friend and parent, the girl who hit on you in the vampire themed bar-cum-pizzeria and glanced at...
