Recent Blog Posts
- My Bubble – Amelia Achmad
I open my eyes and realize I’m in the dark. What’s going on? I grab my phone and look at the time – 6:14. Ugh! Now I have to wait for sixteen minutes until my alarm goes off. I shut my eyes in hopes of getting a few more precious minutes of sleep until a… Continue reading My Bubble – Amelia Achmad - The natural high – Dominick Valentine
Blood pumping, brain flowing Dopamine going up fast Lungs screaming out for air and wanting more, but saying no Inhaling water to cool the body Temperature rising, being cold and hot at the same time, the blend is nice Air rushing, sweat dropping, hair getting wet. Head getting into a fog, inner peace achieved, going… Continue reading The natural high – Dominick Valentine - A Friendship Unforgotten – Zac Dunne
Two friends, inseparable from birth, did play In ponds of spring and piles of autumn leaves Together they would sit and spend a day Through thick and thin, they’re always thick as thieves. But in their adolescence, they did change And drift away, though not for change of heart They cherished memories, however strange Time… Continue reading A Friendship Unforgotten – Zac Dunne
Recent Issues
Winter, 2022 – 2023
Coming soon…
Poems
Fiction and Other Prose
Spring/Summer, 2022
Poems: I Would Like to be a Forest – Miranda Brunette / Light and Dark – Madelaine Rondeau / Metapoem – Alina Antropova / Why Can’t I Be Something Else? – Miranda Brunette / The Night – Bryan Gonzalez-Palma / Always Going On – Eva Sweeney / Grey Love – Brandon Eldred / Deep – Melissa Rodriguez / Believing in Love – Jaysha Mejia / Fragments of your Lullabies – Mackenzie Renshaw / Family Psyche – Anonymous / Young, Inhuman, and Unsure – E.S / Past Lovejoy Road – Eva Sweeney Fiction and Other Prose: Why Can’t I Live in a Bob Ross Painting? – Molly Kenney / A Day that Used to Be Exciting – Maelene Zavala / Labwork – Kennedy Baxter / The Mirror – Calei Johnson / Saloon – Axel Bou-Montes / The Good Die Young – Anthea Kaplan / Grace – Aaron Brown
Fall, 2021 – Winter, 2022
Prose: Anthea Kaplan / Katie Nagel / Bianca Roncarati / Eric Duni / Emma Lipinski / Calei Johnson / Sophie Bennett / Chrysta Basham Poetry: Alina Antropova / Cameron Keating / Andrew Nichols / Monique Jesus / Melissa Rodriguez / Olivia Downs / Sara Davis / Sarah Toste Drama: Nexus Hannus
“Leave me flowers, leave me holly. Leave me honeysuckle and come and watch me cross over into the light.“
From “Flowers for Nobody” by Anthea Kaplan
Spring, 2021
Poetry: Alina Antropova / Morgan Rhindress / Andrew MacDonald / Jason Kelly / Melissa Rodriguez / Jess Prince / Tugc Caglar Prose: Sara Cowell / Piper Smythe / Nexus Hannus / Banen Mustafa / Michelle Melnik/ Melissa Mansfield / Abby Agron / Miranda Cuddy / Isaiah Colon / Annmarie Arduino / Erin Melvin / Dan Lavign / Emily Tan
“Do this at night, when you have little reason to be out and the pressure of purpose climbs your limbs like ivy.“
From “7 Places to Go (When You’re Young and Broke” by Alina Antropova
Fall 2020
Poetry Jillian Smith / Skylah Colon / Clara Boem / Machelle Kelley / Samary Ramos / Alina Antropova / Alex Suarez / Todd Cummings / Melissa Rodriguez / Piper Smythe / Erick Rivera-Gonzale Prose+Fiction Dominick Valentine / Kristen Booker / Morgan Orszulak / Annmarie Arduino Art+Design Sarah Riffenburg / Rachel Bellenoit / Piper Smythe
“Acid rain falls hard / soaking the broken and Poor / with wrathful eyes“
From “Dancing with Dante” by Samary Ramos
Spring 2020
Coriann Willingham / Melissa Rodriguez / Najy Knee / Emily Tan / Jordan Cooper / Todd Cummings / Patrick Olszewski / Machelle Kelley / Jillian Smith / Jillian Beach / Piper Smythe / Andrea Veras
“I spin tales with heathens, and have charmed a concrete rose”
From “This is Not a Love Story” by Emily Tan
Fall 2019
Brianna Kane / Alaina Henry / Jenna Langlais / A’knesha Davis-Darkwah / Veronica Meehan / Alan Meyer / Sierra Blake / EmilyRose Navarro / Piper Smythe / Luca Oddo
“The vibrations were overwhelming, like a blue whale singing in my skull, and I lost myself in an ocean of nothing. My thoughts, my memories. I couldn’t call them mine.”
From “I Cleared my Mind” by Piper Smythe
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