Family Tree Flora Snowden   We forgot to keep using the swing, rope wound so sure round willow wood they learned each other‘s fiber Smooth wrist held by rough hands Maybe...

  Homeward Bound Kae Ranck   4/12/24- He nods absently, waving the Father off as he turns back to the statue. It takes a lot to bring a demon to its knees, but he sinks...

  Pieces of Canis Dharma Delahanty   It's 12:34am on your drive home. Two boys are riding their bikes in the lane opposite you, one with a terribly bright, strobing light. The...

  The sun will be setting soon Gabriella Grinbergs   The sun will be setting soon. Yet, It shines relentlessly. Between parting gray clouds, hanging heavy in the late afternoon...

  Fiona Daley Biography: I am a multimedia artist who believes that art is life, as both vitality and purpose. The mediums I work with include music, songs, poetry, photography, videography,...

  DO IT AGAIN Rhys Hodson   This morning is like every other. Like every other, sunlight filters through my dull-sage curtains as they ruffle in the breeze, ruffle my hair....

  Inside Joke Natalie Nafsinger   You punched a hole through the door with the need to talk. We’re not under the graffiti bridge so shut the door, I’m in your pocket and...

  3 and 1 Austin Thornton   These polyester pants, I relearn, were once oil, and before that, living—waving grass-trees in the wind. - Even the plaster I wrap...

  Spencer Daniel Biography: Hello! My name is Spencer and I am a third year Marine Studies student here at OSU. The physical environment as well as my lived experiences have always influenced...

  Father Figures Kae Ranck   05/25/23- At times I remember so hazily when my dad would take me to pick up dirt for my moms pretty gardens, and the place sold creamsicles that...

  Mycorrhizae Silas Osborne   There is mycorrhizae Between our fingers Thin and reaching All tangled together   We search the same rich soil Beneath our feet Your...

  Paletero Maria Tejeda Solorzano   There used to be a paletero. In the mornings of the weekends and sometimes the afternoons too, I would pass by the old TV we used to have and...