Fiction by Todd Wellman
Fiction / Issue 7

Fiction by Todd Wellman

The boy and girl were laid out at the mortuary a week after Jamil’s funeral. For those who considered the thickness of hair currency, the children were rich. The townspeople, to observe the fear that devils could appear to buckle the children’s crowns, guarded the children, danced to distract themselves. Continue reading

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Poetry by Lilian Ha
Issue 7 / Poetry

Poetry by Lilian Ha

Stillwater, MN. we ripped stockings into veils for a bruise wrapped lace around each finger, counting glitters painting one another gold in sweet roughness.   every first Monday we would explore caverns behind the attic shelf, read spells off music sheets sweep dust into sculptures and write them into song.   and when the Midwest … Continue reading

Poetry by Michelle Moore
Issue 7 / Poetry

Poetry by Michelle Moore

untitled  a handwritten sympathy card, delivered to her front door. her slender hands are flaky because the sadness has aged her, not the years. the phrase “she will never be the same” is crude, but she has no desire to break the surface. she’d rather take a knife to her own brain, creating bite-sized pieces of the torment, especially for us to taste. … Continue reading