Subalpine Fir | Emily Wolahan

Abies lasiocarpa (bifolia) PINE FAMILY H 90’; D 18”. Tree with spire-shaped crown;         Wait,  matted shrub above tree line. Needles 1”,                 

Remembering | Tatiana Duvanova

Voronezh, Russia, 26 December 2018 When I got off the bus, my grandmother was there at the bus stop in her brown fur hat and long mink coat. She had owned them

Ditched | Laura Carraro

I sit on the rough cement steps of a country convenience store, keeping an eye on Mom. She’s been on the phone for at least an hour. She has a pile of

I sing against profit | Jason Magabo Perez

so that I may invent my lungs AIMÉ CÉSAIRE 1.  call this radicalized grief call this rigorous animality call this  divine sorrow  2.   in which there is no innovating  loss in which

TODAY IS PAINTING THE BARN | ge gilbert

grace (ge) gilbert is a genderless poet, essayist, and collage worker based in Brooklyn. they are the author of 3 chapbooks, most recently the closeted diaries: essays (Porkbelly Press 2022), and NOTIFICATIONS

Luck (A Sequence) | Ashley Dailey

Ashley Dailey (she/her) is a writer and multimedia artist from Sargent, Georgia. She mostly writes about family and the cultural legacies of the American South. Her work has received support from the

Klackum’s Cure | M.E. Kopp

The bell clangs.  “I’m coming,” Henry Klackum calls from behind the backroom’s curtain. He sets down the amber bottle and the brush dewed with paste. On the wide, pine table sit twelve

Estranged | Summer Hammond

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What are your plans for Mother’s Day? Your question tightens my belly, squeezes my chest, constricts my throat. Your question leaves me gasping for words. Can you tell? When you ask it?

Night X | Ann Zhang

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Night Six, my mother invites me to help with dinner. From the fridge she pulls tofu and scallops and shrimp without tails. I search the cabinets for almond milk, ask what about

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