Ian Tassin
Biography: Originally from a small town in a part of Louisiana known as Cancer Alley, for exactly the reasons you would expect, I have always been drawn to the escapism...
Velella velella
Rebecca Knight
The moment I leave the threshold
I collect a faceful of thin rain.
The sky is so soupy, so full of water
That it just hangs there
Waiting...
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...
When she came into my garden, my soil was in terrible tilth
She put her tools in my hands and taught me how to sow.
(This ruined my garden for some time
But I was too naive, too young to know.)
“We’ll...
You were too big. A mahogany
dipped circle that would slide off
my little fingers, making me giggle each time
you met the dusty bark.
I never thanked you for validating
my labors under the...
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.
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Even the plaster I
wrap...
