The Only Thing Standing Between Fantasia and Nothingness by Zebulon Huset It could’ve been me.I would have been braveand read a book valiantly. I could have saved the realmor at least hidden from bullies in a library,gotten dumped into a dumpster. I could have saved...
Ekphrasis: “Nymphs Finding The Head Of Orpheus,” John William Waterhouse, 1901 by John Blair You watch the moon roll one-eyed outof its cave to search for thieves & drunksand hear voices a half-mile long fill the woodswith moonglades and longing with Maenadsand...
Quandaries by Kevin McLellan i. The Clearing at the edge of a forest seen from above, sayfrom an airplane, looks like the back of this man’s neck, the finehairline, a young man who sits with his back to me as I destroythe heart-shape on top of the cortado or rather as...
Hardware by Danielle Shorr Men never asked how old I was.Instead, they wanted to know howyoung I was, and whether it was enough. Of course, I didn’t know that then,and why would I? The product wasattention and it was free. The origins and their ethics did not concern...
White Belief by Uyen Phuong Dang After the war, the government started a campaign to number all the trees in the city. Let the future be as bounteous as the trees, it said. Then a few disappeared. One was found inside Baba’s rice bowl. It had small red lights for eyes...
