by Svetlana Sterlin | Mar 31, 2024 | Issue #6, Issues, Poetry
Put a raisin cake in the oven, and it’s very small. Then you let it go, and the distance between the raisins is like the distance between the galaxies—it gets larger and larger with time. —Neta Bahcall mix the dry ingredients. make a well in the middle. imagine diving...
by Thomas Larson | Mar 31, 2024 | Craft, Issue #6, Issues
I’ve been on a journey the past five years that some writers who come tantalizingly close to publication know all too well. From 2018-2022, I worked on a novel, paid thousands to a professional editor, another thousand for a lawyer’s opinion of my legal liability, and...
by Veronica Zora Kirin | Mar 31, 2024 | Craft, Issue #6, Issues
“I can’t remember a time when the publishing industry, like other institutions devoted to the arts … didn’t come down on the side of fashion and power.” — Hilton Als When my recent short story was accepted for publication, I was delighted. The hard work was over; it...
by L. Shapley Bassen | Mar 31, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #6, Issues
Deborah lost her wallet. Most of us have at one time or another. It’s one of the awful feelings, that moment when you know you don’t know. Or the last time you knew… anything. It swallows you, that feeling. Utter loss. Utter failure. All the work it will take to...
by Maddy Sneep | Mar 31, 2024 | Issue #6, Issues, Poetry
We drove out west tothe wealthy part of townto drink fancy beer andeat tiny portions andplay make-believe. On this side of town, the McDonald’s isn’t red, but forest-green withexposed brick, likean old university halllikely named for someslave-owningconfederate...
by Maddy Sneep | Mar 31, 2024 | Issue #6, Issues, Poetry
A rabbit hops into my bathroom, chugsmy pharmaceutical jungle juice and passes out cold. I wouldn’t know whatthat’s like because I run hot. I don’t sleep well at all but I dream every night. Lostlocker combinations and classes left unattended by the end of the year....
by Cynthia Lan | Mar 31, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #6, Issues
I was thirteen when I did it for the first time. Thirteen had always been my lucky number. Other kids shied away from it, claiming that it would bring misfortune. I wasn’t one of them. My school ID number contained 13 somewhere in the long string of numbers. I was...
by Sophie Bebeau | Mar 31, 2024 | Issue #6, Issues, Poetry
please click on all the images containing an animal. please click on all the images containing a motorcycle. are you sure that’s what a crosswalk looks like? years from now you’ll be glad you did this. select the bat. select the car. select divorce. select 200mg....
by Lucy Zhang | Mar 31, 2024 | Fiction, Issue #6, Issues
I meet Rain at the end of the tunnel. It used to be one of the tunnels you had to drive through to get to the other side of the mountain. No one travels this path anymore thanks to a new bullet train system built to go through a shorter, less infrastructurally taxing...
by Ayesha Khan | Mar 31, 2024 | Issue #6, Issues, Poetry
When you are old, Mr. Ousmane had come to believe, you dwell somewhere between the human and the natural world. Especially if you have crossed that fragile threshold of eighty, the human world begins to discard you, but the natural world isn’t yet ready to embrace...
