“He flourished the tickets last Saturday…You were stepping out of your slip-ons. The daycare was a mess; the babies had passed around a cold and their whines stuck in your head, like the shadows bodies leave on walls after explosions.”
Posts Published by Guest Contributor
Eurydice’s Lament by E. Y. Smith
We never stop feeling the effects of the past in new art from E. Y. Smith, the first piece in a series of four we are excited to share.
A Rural Spring – 14 Days by Chila Woychik
“Celebration, vacation, recreation: these escape the mind of a farmer, and an engineer only craves perfection. Stands to reason that my gentleman farmer lives on one long beautiful plain undisturbed by the concept of complementariness…”
5 Poems by Ryan Masters
“Kelp-choked cove cants to and fro; / a diseased eye vainly chasing light. I undress; / pluck the / dive mask from the weeping man’s hands; / step off the breakwater and crash through the surface…”
Nowhere Girls by Chelsea Harris
“The girls grew up too fast, painted their eyes with glitter on Halloween and vanished under black cloaks and lace stockings, hiding their long faces and broken cherries from the boys sleeping in shadows outside Mr. Pink’s Deli, the lingerie shop on Seventh Avenue, their front step once their daddies turned the light out.”