Blue Pines I consulted my stars during a dry spell in the plains they told me to lie down in the grass make a blanket of the leaves told me to build a fire in the season when the sky grows cold told me age is just a number until it kills you warm in […]
Poetry: Afraid to Ask You by Kyle Singh
Afraid to Ask You Now that you are closer to me than I could have ever imagined it is not love that I have come to with its seeming dependencies and lack of impurity still this fulfillment I cannot get rid of still longing when there is nothing to long flailing into the fact that […]
Fiction: Cheri Coke: Section Seven by James C. Stewart
I wasn’t. Without a word, I fled for the washroom. I regurgitated what little was in me into one of Yesterday’s toilets, then dry-heaved for a minute that felt like a lifetime. I splashed cold water on my face for the second time and ran wet hands through my hair. I met my own dark-circled […]
Poetry: The Book of Never My Always, Overdue by Bobby Parrott
The Book of Never My Always, Overdue My Bible spits out Republicans brandishing Bazookas and hand-grenades. I think they’re from the Book of Revelations, because of that whole Armageddon thing. But when a new bar of soap feels more like an old friend to my nose, the hand-worn pages of all my ancestors splay out […]