“inside the womb, everything is black & animalistic. everything a fist thrusting me forward. remove me, i remember thinking, take me now seattle.”
Excerpt taken from ‘Something Hominal’ by Luther Hughes.
Guide to Returning
Remember to ground the self in running water.
Poetry from Terry Abrahams
The vastness of the universe struck me.
Nonfiction from A. Andrade
The hunted, circa The Golden Age
Collarbones similar to antlers.
Poetry from Sarina Bosco
A Favorite Room
Intricate, delicate, somehow not an ounce of tragic.
Poetry from Chen Chen
An Interview with
A city is a vertical space.
Feature from Tom Chivers
Nothing is Left
I am the door you open on your way to other places.
Poetry from Shebana Coelho
I’m young & already fiending for the body.
Poetry from Luther Hughes
In another life the word girl is seven kinds of ghosting.
Poetry from Christina Im
The Long Way Round
To foster the seeds that might one day flower.
Nonfiction from Hengtee Lim
The Photography of
Every place has so much character.
Feature from Rie Miyoshi
West Bengal, to North Pacific
We are the night, rainfall and starlight revolutions.
Poetry from Ritapa Neogi
Infinity in a Dandelion
To be an artist is to go on a parabolic journey.
Nonfiction from K. Novio
Half of what belongs to you : the rain.
Poetry from Sarah Rehfeldt
Moonwalking in Suburbia
For him there would be no half-measures.
Fiction from Stuart Snelson
Three Little Words
How they spread seed over prairies and mountains.
Feature from Ahrend Torrey
One Day in the Life of
Fiction is tricky but poetry still slips into it.
Feature from Ijeoma Umebinyuo
She hands me cherry blossoms in the shape of defiance.
Poetry from Topaz Winters
Alpine Border Patrol
There he lifted my body and bled it.
Poetry from Naima Yael Woods