Putting Butter on a Scone (for Claire, Joan, and Melissa) | Carol Smith
Bossy sister spreads butter on my scone in the coffee shop we happened upon at Nicholson and Drummond. Shy sister reaches in to add peach...
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- Feb 11
- 1 min
Chapel | Alicia Claire de Mello
my grandmother died two weeks ago, and my aunt organized her funeral there’s a wake first at a stale chapel in South San Francisco with...
- Feb 8
- 1 min
Cherry | C.E. Oldham
We pluck expertly with our teeth. Prying this sweet opaque from its stem. Our hands, a crime scene. We smile at each other, mouths full...
- Feb 5
- 1 min
The Ladies Room | Michael Favala Goldman
Where kingdoms rise and fall, the site of power and arbitration. Where secrets are nursed, oaths stacked. The door to safety, swagger,...
- Feb 2
- 1 min
Implication | Yvette A. Schnoeker-Shorb
He is a kind man who doesn’t wear the stereotypical white coat, though he still takes notes, observing her as she speaks. A polite fellow...
- Jan 31
- 2 min
Friendship | Kait Quinn - 1st Place Poetry Contest Winner
after Chen Chen We discard our mermaid tails at thirteen but never stop meeting in water, hands clasped as we plunge full body into...
- Jan 31
- 2 min
list of things that can’t be listed | Amanda Conover - 2nd Place Poetry Contest Winner
the list begins with an explanation of the nonlinear nature of time, how humans made it chronological despite everything happening at...
- Jan 31
- 1 min
A second with you | Shuchi Batra - 3rd Place Poetry Contest Winner
I crave a second with you in a world where time stretches like a ribbon boundaries melt like snow religion loses its grip and loving you...
- Jan 30
- 1 min
post mortem | Hannah Norris
heartbreak is its own kind of grief/but there is no funeral or coming together/to celebrate the life/ it is a coming apart/an untethering...
- Jan 27
- 1 min
Sunlight Through the Center Street Window | Ruth Towne
You said, this is a girl’s apartment—most days, plaits of sunshine swayed on the pressed and white shoulders of our walls, and brushed...
- Jan 24
- 1 min
Pennsylvania Pilgrimage | Kyle Hilsey
Trapped, lost in snow-covered northern lights, Wishing to stumble on dirt hollers. Misplaced on this dreadful map. I yearn to be quenched...
- Jan 21
- 1 min
That Kind of Person | Victoria K. Clay
Does it make me feel better being the peaceful person? The forward person? The person that doesn’t need anything to do or say something...
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