Issue #3 // Em // Melissa Newman-Evans
There is something that is true about everyone in this room. No matter who you are or where you come from, You were once a child. Three feet tall and […]
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Issue #3 // Witch House (if I’m not scaring you I’m naked) // G*D
I am afraid of ghosts. I found too many when I picked apart my bloodline saw them smiling back. called it a haunting. every spooky ghost house got a gnarled […]
Issue #3 // Saddlerock Drive, Age 13 // Ethan Smith
Jamie and Miranda were the only girls out in middle school. We didn’t see them much outside of homeroom but in gym, they were always sit-up partners. They were really […]
Issue #3 // Never Bled The Same // Ethan Smith
My hometown is on fire, 353,000 acres burned. The first news I’ve read from her since three years ago says do you remember your father’s house? The garden in the […]
Issue #3 // three poems // Elaine Hsiang
28,may / new york i am in something we call ‘open air.’ someone has turned the volume up on human movement, and i find myself standing on subway platforms just […]
Issue #3 // Searchlight // Gemma Cooper-Novack
I think you’ve been going out. I think you’ve hit four-way stopsigns, a few rocks, my ankle. I think it’s been night and mountain silent, stars like sneezing, and you […]
Issue #3 // my mother daydreaming // Aly Pierce
at fifty-two my mother is ready to bomb our family home the lawn is rocky dirt and holes from dead trees finally excavated before they tipped in a storm the […]
Issue #3 // Fasting // Adam Tedesco
I The sound of millions of eyes blinking the sound of every insect’s wings pushing air is here in this black I use to tell you I had not heard […]
Issue #3 // His Pinky // Josh Elbaum
flesh covered question mark shriveled around a nail when asking after the stump I am shushed a sound I become accustomed to hearing whenever wondering aloud about anything interesting had […]
Issue #3 // This Painting // Josh Elbaum
a reproduction/ our only photo/ that survived the war/ sister Dora/ the same one still knocking on the wrong side/ of the wrong door/ each night/ looks to the left […]
Maps For Teeth 