I can’t say if you’ve ever heard your own voice come over the radio, but I will […] Stump Winter, Indian Summer by Emily ChoateFebruary 27, 2015 in Prose / TQ6 Prose Open Contest tagged Emily Choate by Kristina Marie Darling
Hard times are coming, when we’ll be wanting the voices of writers who can see alternatives to how […] Sustaining Art’s/Our Response, & Considering How We Make It by ...February 27, 2015 in Editor's Feature tagged Wesley Rothman by Kristina Marie Darling
Afterwards, I looked it up. Those icy stars are pecked pearls, numbered. A story with six sides, […] Nocturne (Optical Phenomenon) by Colleen CoyneFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Colleen Coyne by Kristina Marie Darling
When all the other trees are bare the red tree grows. The fire of a thousand parrots […] Not Spring by Elizabeth MetzgerFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Elizabeth Metzger by Kristina Marie Darling
Beautiful men in their plastic cases wilt and bend. The sign above their bodies break. The sign read […] Still Life with House on Fire by Natalie EilbertFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Natalie Eilbert by admin
She changes tables. it’s been a while since she’s sat down in this place. meanwhile red falls […] Selections from Sopa de Ajo y Mezcal by Florencia Walfisch, ...February 27, 2015 in Poetry / Translation tagged Alexis Almeida / Florencia Walfisch by Sarah Russell
configured like stamens on a dahlia and she’s somewhere else with someone else, smelling good, sipping milkshakes, […] These are My Days, by Ron Paul SalutskyFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Ron Paul Salutsky by Kristina Marie Darling
FLY ME TO THE MOON AND LET ME PLAY AMONG THE STARS— Part I: Science and the […] Science and the Elephant’s Child by Bronwyn MillsFebruary 27, 2015 in Editor's Feature tagged Bronwyn Mills by Sarah Russell
A worm split in two must be an ideogram for something. Someone once said nothing incomprehensible on […] Compost Hymn by Adam ClayFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Adam Clay by admin
An echo in the handset when I call bristles like fur on a tomcat’s paunch, a thistle’s […] Subject by Laura BylenokFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Laura Bylenok by Kristina Marie Darling
It was like the young architect sitting by the sea in her Barcelona chair and looking out […] Model City [1] by Donna StonecipherFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Donna Stonecipher by Kristina Marie Darling
Before we knew each other, blue oat grass grew all around us, filling with soft spears the […] Blue Oat Grass Epithalamium by Cecily ParksFebruary 27, 2015 in Poetry tagged Cecily Parks by Kristina Marie Darling