“My father told me to do what I loved to do — one third of my life […] Editor’s Foreword by Christopher KondrichFebruary 14, 2016 in Editor's Feature tagged Christopher Kondrich by admin
This one untouched by fire. Hedged like a soothsayer. This bush a being rootwire, an oculus […] Though that Bush Burned by Lauren MallettFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Lauren Mallett by Marlee Gaffey
What is most beautiful in virile men is something feminine; what is most beautiful in feminine […] Willafred’s Body by Teresa MilbrodtFebruary 14, 2016 in Prose tagged Teresa Milbrodt by Kristina Marie Darling
my mama tells me i have always loved women who cover themselves, who shave their heads […] behind the mechitza by Claire SchwartzFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Claire Schwartz by Marlee Gaffey
At the end, there’s no right or wrong to it, just a stroll down the pier, […] Santa Monica Pier by Anna ScottiFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Anna Scotti by Marlee Gaffey
All too often, poets insist on claiming complete ownership over the texts they create. This kind of proprietary […] “I WOULD NEVER SAY I’M SORRY IN A DREAM”: VOICE ...February 14, 2016 in Editor's Feature tagged Kristina Marie Darling by Kristina Marie Darling
A woman is lying on her side, holding onto a round boat A well that can’t […] Cemetery — Day Seventeen by Kim Hyesoon, Translated by Don ...February 14, 2016 in Translation tagged Don Mee Choi / Kim Hyesoon by Marlee Gaffey
You. Burden. You. Un-favorite child, ruin of your father’s pride. Labyrinth-dweller, hide from the hero. Disappear […] Cryptid by Robert CampbellFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Robert Campbell by Marlee Gaffey
The agarbatti plumes its familiar signal: peace, sandalwood, fire alarms shut off. Ganpatis, as always, line […] Diwali: New Moon by Raena ShiraliFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Raena Shirali by Marlee Gaffey
We the dogs once had longer names: Commission Chairman Apple of My Eye, Sweets and Candy […] We the Dogs by Rachel RichardsonFebruary 14, 2016 in Prose Open Contest tagged Rachel Richardson by Kristina Marie Darling
L’ottie stared down at dem bones, his bones. Woolen shreds of navy and light blue stuck […] Dem Bones by Rachelle M. ParkerFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Rachelle M. Parker by Marlee Gaffey
Dump me in August, so I’d know it wasn’t my fault. Sell the banjo, the canoe, […] The Plan Was by Anna Claire HodgeFebruary 14, 2016 in Poetry tagged Anna Hodge by Marlee Gaffey