Tessa Liem
I carry around a handful of tacks in my left breast pocket. I buy men's shirts so that I have that option and perform grammatical ellipses like because sartorial sexism...
20 October, 2015
Poetry
Shweiry Zein
Is it wine that makes me feel light? Is it the music? I have heard that it’s a fluttering sensation-...
02 October, 2015
Alex McGill
my body opened and then closed, untrusting and undeserving on bike rides I let my mind wander ahead of me across the pavement...
01 October, 2015
Anoosha Lalani
I swallowed a seed from an orange tree and it grew and grew ever so slowly in the garden of my shrinking belly....
30 September, 2015
Sarah Feldbloom
Yesterday my body slapped against the seat in a metal boat while I weaved around the final bowl of Arctic waters that G.O.D. slid southward...
25 September, 2015
Noah Cicero
I don’t know, at times, if you are really people, I know you are people, I mean, you aren’t walking on fours, and you wear clothes. ...
13 September, 2015
Brad Casey
the land where we stand is the skin of a peach and the galaxy is a pancake the milky way is the original clock...
06 September, 2015
Tara McGowan-Ross
Montréal august, always too hot or too cold since we got used to assigning that sort of value to temperature....
26 August, 2015
Laura Bardsley
from a short distance, palabra mistaken for tintinnabular, garbage trucks mistaken for string sections, drunken wails...
25 August, 2015
Eli Lynch
Just when I think I can tell you I feel nauseous on the bus ride to Prague, I am still hesitant and you’re deep sleeping....
13 August, 2015