by Emma Aylor
I know it’s rare for me to start
this way: talking plainly to you, as I am now.
It’s as simple as wanting
to tell you something that happened Continue reading
by Emma Aylor
I know it’s rare for me to start
this way: talking plainly to you, as I am now.
It’s as simple as wanting
to tell you something that happened Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Morgan Eklund
By 2050, plastic will outweigh
fish in the ocean and every Monday Continue reading
by Mark Brazaitis
He thought the end would come fast. Within seconds of leaping off the bridge, he would hit the dark water twelve stories below. But time was betraying him. He had leapt, but his descent had slowed to the pace of his depression, which had been gnawing at him for months. He was, it seemed, being granted a reprieve of sorts. Continue reading
Filed under Fiction
by Moni Brar
we pile into the old green chevy
vinyl seats cool against our backs
the buzz of excitement licking away Continue reading
Filed under Poetry
by Jonpaul “Sione” Monty Cohen
The sand is cold, and unwelcoming
Nothing like where I came from
A sea missing the warmth of home Continue reading