by | 03/26/2026 · 6:44 am

Last Light

by Vanessa Blakeslee

Three days before Columbus Day weekend, the Aurora borealis was predicted to shine over New England with the best chances for clear night skies over coastal Maine, and the elderly father insisted that his sons drive him to see the phenomenon. He and their mother had always yearned to see the Northern Lights but had missed their chance, now that she had passed away in August. A trip to see the Northern Lights was something he wanted to do on what would have been their anniversary weekend, his first as a widower, to honor her memory. Continue reading →

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by | 03/23/2026 · 5:15 am

That Ship Has Sailed

by AJ Saur

And, yet, I stand at the end of this pier
in ovation of the horizon—its long stretch

of periphery, the far wings of a seagull
from which you are certain to emerge in a bow Continue reading →

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by | 03/19/2026 · 5:01 am

The Scorpio

by Khadijah Abdul Haqq

The first day of the conference, I tell myself that I must give people a chance based on their personalities and not where the sun sat in the sky the day they were born. I remind myself that not everyone born in January shares my unequivocal thirst for solitude or management. And that I am a Muslim and referring to zodiac signs is against my religion. Continue reading →

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by | 03/16/2026 · 6:06 am

Along Nippon Way

by Morgan Tayu-Schulz

Was there a boy?
Did he have a face?
Did he have hair?
Or was that just
His silhouette
Standing there
By a mikan tree
Still and distant
Reminding me
Of me Continue reading →

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by | 03/12/2026 · 6:32 am

The Very Hungry Caterpillar

by Masha Kisel

On Monday, I ate three Taco Bell Crunch Wraps, two bean burritos, one Fiesta Burrito and an order of Nachos Bellgrande. Washed it down with a large Coke. I practice in the mirror first. Tom always asks if my stomach hurts after, but it never does. Eating in front of the camera is like not eating at all. You’re a second person, a second stomach, a non-corporeal being, stuffing a hologram mouth for ED teens, bored housewives, and perverts. Continue reading →

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