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The Search
Does darkness have an inherent appeal that lures one to her own destruction? Do we leave the life of light and clarity just to get lost...

Fariel Shafee
Mar 15, 20241 min read


Wood Heart
The van in their driveway is totaled. May doesn’t need an expert to tell her that. The oak tree growing through it is proof enough. Bark...

Amy Oates
Mar 15, 20243 min read


Shoal's Way
Rivers of blood oozed down the beached leviathan’s blubbery skin, darkening the foam of incoming waves and staining the sand. Frenzied...

Alex Zoubine
Mar 15, 20243 min read


The Particles of Existence
Danielle extended a long white leg into a long white stocking and watched without interest as servants hooked the delicate lace into...

Colette Des Georges
Mar 15, 202411 min read


Good Friday and the Weekend
The end of life is a beautiful woman beside you; her yellow self cast forth from the yellow lamp: a buzzing papilio yellow-robed, red...

Elvins Artiles
Mar 15, 20241 min read


Dionysus
I pray to Dionysus— begging him to walk me through his vineyard Asking him to sew me to his thigh and make me twice-born too I fear he is...

Meredith Brown
Mar 15, 20241 min read


Middle Class Christmas
The hills of home were hewn with gray—gray, gray, gray—haunting gray. Their house stood silent, still, upon the hill—it never...

Tim McDonald
Mar 15, 20245 min read


The Sky
Rain slickened the cobbled steps up the long road to the professor's home. The home had stood on its mountain perch for over four hundred...

Gavin Hansen
Mar 15, 20245 min read


On Viewing 'Winged Victory of Samothrace' at Musée du Louvre
Magnificent Niké alights upon a plinth of stones her huge wings of blue the wrapped mantle of fine linen around her legs hemmed in blue...

Ron Tobey
Mar 15, 20242 min read


Comrades on the Road
I believe there is a conspiracy ongoing involving all of us. I don’t know when or where it began, nor who initiated it. They occult from...

Edilson Afonso Ferreira
Mar 15, 20241 min read


The River Brought the New Year
My toes curl into the sand on a New England shore / thousands of miles (even years) from another world. My ancestors lived by the moon,...

Lauren Elise Fisher
Mar 15, 20241 min read


Down Parson’s Branch Road
Enticed by the soft pine-needle floor, I trace the ridgeline upon a whisper of a trail where the ghosts of Indigenous peoples chip arrow...

Lee Clark Zumpe
Mar 15, 20241 min read
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