Issue #3 // Ok Here’s a Good One // Josh Elbaum
My dad came home from college a bright-eyed atheist just in time to inform his parents he’d be spending high holidays on the couch reading comics My grandmother, who had […]
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Issue #3 // Paradox for my Blood // Josh Elbaum
They would scream at each other in 7 languages so none of us could understand what we already couldn’t & did anyway Moshe & Celia return to Poland to fill […]
Issue #3 // Wepa (2) // Noel Quiñones
If I learned Spanish, would it please you? Would you take my hands, false writers, call them manos and hold them close? Would you feed me hierba and agua? Camel […]
Issue 3 // Teleportation: // Noel Quiñones
On the mountain overlooking your family’s house in Santiago, I sat watching you undress yourself of the oranges in season, take them for anything but remembrance, then begin to feed […]
Issue #3 // New Mexico Cumulus // Nathan Coney
The toy story clouds dissipate and rearrange themselves into sensical, then nonsensical patterns. Out west, clouds begin to define the vastness of rural space, providing a needed sense of scale […]
Issue #3 // Love in the Fast Food Lane // April Penn
We’re sitting together at Burger King. I’m unfolding the wrapper off a bagel I got across the street. She’s chowing down on a Whopper as I ask, “Did you eat […]
Issue #3 // Dad // April Penn
Growing up, I read you poetry. Dylan Thomas, your favorite. “And you my father…” Remember how the speaker turns to address his father directly? Like the speaker, I immersed in […]
Issue #3 // Dear Brother // April Penn
When we lived in Louisiana, the cockroaches scared me to pieces at night with that humid air swirling its dense particles. I saw the long, foggy bodies of ghosts. And, […]
Issue #3 // Everything you need to know about painting except how to do it // A.G. Abrams
When the decision is made to change the color of a wall in the bedroom of a twelve year old in the interior of a house in the middle-to-upper-class suburb […]
Issue #3 // Benediction for the men who hurt us part one // Zeke Russell
I woke up this morning, the dirt from my mother’s sunflowers still under my thumbnail. Haven’t dug there in three months. Yesterday I thought my hands were clean. Pulling up […]
Maps For Teeth 