Remains of My Wasted Youth by Amanda Galvez There is sadness in your eyes And I can see it. I can see into the depths of your soul, Into your mind, and straight to your core. It lingers and dances down your spine, Sending tiny little shivers of sorrow down Each individual vertebrae. The […]
J.E. Crum never thought of being an artist she when was a child. She was only interested in listening to Pearl Jam. Even at age sixteen she only decided to join the Air Force her senior year. Although she always doodled and made artistic things throughout her childhood, she never took advanced art classes in […]
Death grabbed hold of my son’s body. Its power lingered over his head, attending without permission, bringing chaos, inspiring awe, and spreading a sense of anxiety and alarm. It demonstrated its inexorable strength as my four-year-old child made a temporary visit to the otherworld before Allah answered my invocations. That day began as a sunny, […]
Friendly with Toads by Martha Strom Can I sell you an apple? Give you a love potion? No? What is it, then, that you want from me? I can’t do charts. I leave that to my older sister, Kristina of Cincinnati. When she taught me all I know, She omitted Astrology. Surely you […]