A Poem by Tyler Kutner
Absurd. Surreal. These are words that could describe a line like "Opening myself to orange diamonds / I color the…
Category: Original Lit
Fiction: A Chance Encounter
At 4:15 a.m., the New Orleans−bound passenger train made its scheduled stop at Hattiesburg, Mississippi, where I disembarked, along with…
Letter from Russia, Volume I: Life on the Other Side of the Language Gap
A few years ago I tutored a Chinese student during his first summer in the U.S., before he started his…
A Poem by Chelsea Blakely
If you do not understand the number 86 as a verb, you've probably never worked in food service. If an…
Divine Decadence: Memories of Glam
Glam—or as it was originally called in the UK, Glitter Rock—flourished from early summer 1972 to summer 1974: shorter than…
Letters from Chicago, Volume II: Bursts of Inquiry
I was hovered over a trash can outside Walgreen's fiddling with a book of stamps I bought for nine dollars…
Two Poems by Conley Lowrance
How are you so confident in your perspective? Is not your reality as subjective as mine? I find these questions…
Human Beings on Paper: Ab-Soul and Kendrick Lamar
Soul: Just the mayhem. You know what I'm saying, the extra, extra pills. Things like that. People are easily influenced.…
Two Poems by Jesse Saldana
"No ideas but in things," goes the famous William Carlos Williams line. Jesse Saldana's poetry has such a notion as…
A Ghostly Beat
I was sitting on the toilet in one of my favourite watering holes in town when I heard someone’s ring…