Category Archives: Previous Editions

By Samuel Pizelo “As I stand out here in the wonders of the unknown… I sort of realize there’s a fundamental truth to our nature; Man must explore.” Dave Scott, Commander Apollo 15, 31 July 1971. As I spill from … Continue reading →

By Hannah Johanson She wants to write around the world someday, Sketching forgotten brothers in dark ink: Rendering those voices who cannot say. He prefers her in physician’s array, Wearing privileged white; drawing the mundane. She wants to write around … Continue reading →

By Star Rush

By David Putney As Night and I are fiercesome, facing eye to eye and locked in mortal pirouette, As lunatic the Darkness races, I crave the Slumber to forget. As lullabyes knell their pale torment And I insomnious flee the … Continue reading →

By Gary W. Farris The baseball glove was a Rawlings. It was brand new, stiff and clean, and it lay on the grass on its face, so that the checkerboard pattern on the back of its pocket was facing upward. … Continue reading →

By Scott Cooper The psych ward was bleak on the best of days. It didn’t matter what shade of beige or taupe they used to paint and repaint the walls, what kind of soft, pastel art they hung on them … Continue reading →

by Terri Halsey

By C. R. Manley I tell a gentler version of the Kwakiutl Tsonokwa myth. The hairy bogeyman who lives in the forest and eats noisy children. Broad-Shouldered-Woman who says “Come into my house, child. I have something for you here” … Continue reading →

By C. R. Manley It is the same as with children who can see what their fingers touch: their mouths drop open, eyebrows rise, blank eyes widen. They snatch their fingers from the monster’s mouth. They pull hands away at … Continue reading →

By Gary W. Farris “Al-Zarqawi Dead”, the headline said, 144-point type catching the eye. I imagine the soldiers in Iraq celebrating: “Yes! We got him” they would shout, thumping one another and shaking hands. I don’t blame them at all, … Continue reading →