“Let us pray toxic males get reincarnated”
Poetry
Karma Sutra
Pheromone
by Janet Dale
“Primal, this cycle, days after separation we search
for one another: our delicious ghost scent in
sheets or pillows, on shirts or skin.”
Underwater Storytelling
an Interview with Kelly Gray and Meredith Johnson
This interview has been edited for brevity and clarity. The following is an interview with writer and voice talent Kelly Gray, and sound engineer Meredith Johnson, who collectively created an audio experience from Gray’s chapbook, My Fingers are Whales & Other Stories of Cetology, available to listen or download for free through […]
Perigee
by Heather Bourbeau
“The rains have come just in time to try and wash us clean, but the moon does not care about our winters and our wretchedness.”
Welcome to World War Me
by Patrick Meeds
“We will / be setting all rivers on fire. You need to learn / to say goodbye in as many different languages / as possible.”
Offerings to the Altar of St. Joseph
by J.E. Garrard
After the storm returned: We sat barefoot on the back porch, The water whipping itself into a frenzy, Us in our plastic red chairs. The oak tree leaned down to us, like God observing ants in a flood, Its shadow falling over your face, Making roots of your feet and branches of your hands. And […]
Two Poems by Leanne Ellul
Translated from Maltese by Albert Gatt
On again Again. Take me out of my depth. These legs below me flailing, flailing. Again take me to where I dive and make for pebbles that I take for rock. Amid me algae crushing through. It’s warm today. I take a breath of sky you listen your face turned to the light. Shadow […]
Spiral
by Ron Mohring
“He kicked free. Climbed out, coughing. Told no one. And took the lesson
into himself like a rusty nail to the foot: secret wound, slow poison.”
joint funerals
by Yoana Tosheva
so i hold a funeral for myself / girl i used to be / cliche sort of thing / there have been so many funerals / i have never been to the ones that matter / what i’m saying is my grandfather died when the first snow fell and i couldn’t go to the funeral […]
ASMR: You are a Gen Z Theseus
by Beau Brockett
First line from a Tweet by @ASMRSuggestions There’s a Minotaur in this Ikea, and it’s ruminating something. You’re on a Formica counter wrapped up in your golden yarns, dreaming of where you’ll be, how you’ll live, who you’ll be friends with — when you get out. Each year, fourteen graduates fall into this […]
