by Jackie Tricolli I wake in a room with four blue walls. Palest of blue. Soft, soothing walls. A room with twin beds and matching comforters, a delicate blue and white floral chintz pattern. A room that once held trophies and secrets and fights between two sisters. Claws out over…
by Gil Hoy I’m watching the snow fallthrough my kitchen window,pine trees are crusted with snow.White shadowed in black,a squally wind is filled with snow. The phone rings. My sister Sallyis calling. Mother passed awaythis morning. I’m sitting all alonein my apartment, unpacking boxes loaded with dishes to fill my cabinets. I’m told…
by Frank William Finney I’m sucking on soapin a cabin kitchen while suds seep outthe broken windows. All of this is just to saywe all feed our sinks in our own woozy waysdespite your subtle spoof on spoons; the fine set of forksyou stole as a child; the way you…
by introverse Zeus, the unbearably human god that he is,decides to shake the apartment this afternoon. i’m tucked inside the covers as he burns the skywith rage, in search of his least favorite daughter. as above—stone pillars pulverized and clouds in disarray,so below—a line of trees catching fire, mortals stranded…
by Chanchal Kumar Sometimes, everything begins to fascinate me:The slow passage of nightacross the sky, the blur of traffic,the snare of my smartphone. What I want is a way out of presentness. I want to leave & hope to keep going—tho I don’t know if I want to get out of bedto do that.
by DeWitt Clinton What can we do, this late in life?Peeling a grape isn’t quite so charming,Even writing about peeling a grape,Well, it’s not the same as back then.But there’s so much back then, and ifWe do go back, we’ll likely make it allUp, as who still remembers the beach,The…
by Claudia Wysocky I keep thinkingabout the time in high schoolwhen you drewmea map of the city,I still have it somewhere.It was so easyto get lostin a place where all the treeslook the same.And nowevery time I seea missing persons posterstapled to a pole,all I can think isthat could have…
by Michael K. White At first all I heard were rumors. Someone told me that Snuggy Latka had died, and if that wasn’t shocking enough, apparently he died in jail. When I heard this my first reaction was the instant and insistent urge to piss. Like all of a sudden…
by Judith McLaughlin Celebrated on March 8 each year, International Women’s Day celebrates women and their contributions to society. In 2025, the International Women’s Day theme was Accelerate Action, or “the importance of taking swift and decisive steps to achieve gender equality.” Southern New Hampshire University (SNHU) recently hosted…
by Jacob R. Moses In the aftermath of terrorOur bodies served asMiddle fingers to each otherIn lieu of fighting systems Somewhere down the lineWe lost our humanity underGuises of piety and logicRiddled with gaping holes Amid the disregard for lifeWe know the true modelsOf tyranny lie within thoseScapegoat hunting warriors…