Fiction: Sand Virgins
A droning sun pressed against the condo window as I lay in bed listening to children screaming in the morning…
Category: Original Lit
Poems by Dan Hedges
In my view, vital poetry has to do with wordsmithing that packs reverent aesthetics into a complex semantic charge. I…
A Poem by Tyler Kutner
Absurd. Surreal. These are words that could describe a line like "Opening myself to orange diamonds / I color the…
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.…