Tag: Issue 16

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  • Saint Maria’s Home For Murdered Girls

    Though you grew up in the city, you always liked to look up at the stars. On those rare visits to Grandma in the country, you’d always take the time to sit on the porch at night once she fell asleep, open-mouthed in front of the TV. Lightning bugs would pop off like spark plugs…

  • Saint Maria’s Home For Murdered Girls

    Though you grew up in the city, you always liked to look up at the stars. On those rare visits to Grandma in the country, you’d always take the time to sit on the porch at night once she fell asleep, open-mouthed in front of the TV. Lightning bugs would pop off like spark plugs…

  • The Things She Ate

    “Promise,” she said. Usually her eyes reminded him of icicles. Gray-blue and bright in the light, but today they glared. Vince strummed his thumb across the top of Ava’s hand. The tendons were raised like guitar strings. “Promise,” she repeated. “Just us.” Vince’s mind was clouded with static and he struggled to organize his thoughts.…

  • Seventeen Back and Forth Scenes on Sitzfleisch Or: What does it mean to write for theatre?

    Scene 1 During the early days of the pandemic, while we were all glued to our screens, theatre ended. The option of going places was replaced by the necessity of staying put. Attending a play requires a pilgrimage while writing a play (like all writing) requires sitzfleisch: sitting, staying in place. It’s a discipline to…

  • Sonnet I

    To hold your breath for weeks, is to reverence the ancestors who survived the middle passage. And the ones whose souls were left in   … [Click here to purchase a copy of the magazine.]

  • Thoughts From “Judith with the Head of Holofernes, 1613”

    Allori painted you so pale, lips ajar with words just spoken or a triumphant cry on air.   …[Click here to purchase a copy of the magazine.]

  • Thoughts From “Judith with the Head of Holofernes, 1613”

    Allori painted you so pale, lips ajar with words just spoken or a triumphant cry on air.   …[Click here to purchase a copy of the magazine.]

  • The Liberation of Sunlight and Hope

    We made jam in the kitchen, the windows    flung wide to let in a non-existent breeze.   …[Click here to purchase a copy of the magazine.]