After Jennifer S. Cheng 1: the sea captured in a glass 2: a homophone for having enough for leftovers, a synonym for abundance 3: the fish, who have already forgotten you. It’s not personal 4: where memory fails, there’s still imagining 5: you. Not as an ocean but outside 6: glass and/or acrylic
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The Arrest, in all its surreal narrative trappings, supercars, and Hollywood theatrics, wants to know if words can save us in a dystopia.
Winner of the EXTINCTION Essay Contest, selected by Lacy M. Johnson
The theme of this special issue was inspired, in part, by a
If I were a pet you owned / would you check all the line breaks to find me / once the sun fell into its bleak / trashcan and the sloppy /
For my beloved, / A. You get me through, / B. to get me through. / A. Sahib; A Companion. / B. Safar; A Journey. / There are certain places I can't
Martin Luther King Jr begins milly rocking, / As he downs a bottle of henny with no hands. / Harriet Tubman is bumping and grinding, / As Rihanna blasts on the speakers,
The theme of this special issue was inspired, in part, by a late night Google search a few years ago. Amidst growing conversation in the United States and the world over about
electrocardiogram / don’t look at the line that flattens / without leaping first, still sleeping / ahead of undiscovered country / and the singing to remain here,
They say finch is in the attic running out of songs to sing / tracking circles on sun-dusted floorboards for the
Among the yucca & buggy whips the desert thrums with domestic bliss. They set up store window dummies in cotton dresses, skewed wigs. Cigarette-hewn khaki men
Replacing my veins
Or so I could have believed
From the lupine-light way
You hid your skin within my skin
Beyond the off-white metal door
down the hall past the electric chair
and the dank room where men use
the flying carpet to splay women
In a country prone
to teaching royalty
above all
the hunt,
I’ll throw in my own
two cents
