Benjamin DuBow I saw the Taj Mahal before it saw the Sun and noticed, in the fragile light of dawn, that it was crying. “Why, O Taj, do...

Tamar Vidra Let’s leave before dark, He said, But we found ourselves surrounded by something other than darkness For even the light beams...

By Hannah Liberman Silence slips through the slit under the doorway and fills the empty spaces of the home; piling up in the corners And...

She served the coffee black to me, he said. And I heard the cicadas hissing from outside and the slurp of his noodles and I stared at...

After László Krasznahorkai. “I would leave everything here:” stillness, mayhem, silence like a shroud, torn first by the dawn stirring of...

Start Family Strange thing. To make another person, With another person. Strange thing. To be half of one person And half of...

Through the scratched glass of the sky painted window, In the center of the kitchen that we all wished was a couple feet wider, There is...

Now Open at 6 a.m. on Sundays Now look here fella, The Lord’s Day never gave me any trouble. None at all. I’d be up the there, right...

Listen By Ryan Cohen “Listen, I know this cafe that I’d love to show you. We could get coffee sometime this weekend and maybe get to know...

theMystery.doc By Matthew McIntosh I arrived home on a normal August night to a compact yet 4 lb. package sitting outside my bedroom...

5B By Ned Russin Nick and I had just nished having lunch. We didn’t hang out too much anymore. Basic kind of adult shit, not malicious in...

Le Fleuve de Héraclite By Ned Russin C’est le mien, c’est le mien, c’est le mien Un fleuve coulera en temps Héraclite était un homme ...

By Juliet Brooks She went to the gym every night, buying bruises So that she could watch some part of herself heal. In the evenings the...

Images Laetitia Duler what stuns you what tears into you these images that make your eyes bleed i can’t imagine going through without...

At What Point Does The House Become The Museum? Eleonor Botoman The unnecessary way Back home, pearled and humid nights On the longshore...

Heart impale the glistening sharpened nail to hole and wriggle deep and plunder all. And plunge each beat a sour sweet tangerine leaks...

The Chain of Day and Night God has ignited the fire showing him nothing – in every direction around him is space and only space in...

The Chain of Day and Night God has ignited the fire showing him nothing – in every direction around him is space and only space in his...

Lithosphere Maybe the problem is scale. I can’t manufacture age or enormity; they aren’t in me. I can read, but barely. Modes of...

Lithosphere Maybe the problem is scale. I can’t manufacture age or enormity; they aren’t in me. I can read, but barely. Modes of...