APR 2024 / ISSUE 32

5 SKETCHBOOKS

by Charles Ritchie

I began my first book on my twenty-third birthday in 1977 and have completed 167 volumes and counting since that time. Each journal is filled chronologically…

Part 1: Meet Nadine

by Swati Sudarsan

A group of narwhals is called a blessing. I learned this in the dark hours of the morning when I should have been sleeping but wasn’t. My eyes and mind poked open…

AIR

by Jesse Sorrell

You are spilling 
yellow. You must know 
you are not the first to spill yellow…   

Mouthgate

by Sarah Cavanaugh

I have 19 little blue people living in my throat. I feel them grabbing fistfuls of flesh on their attempts to ascent through my throat up to my mouth….

dervish; wolf

by Melissa Leto

the first poem she ever wrote wasn’t a poem at all: premonition, prophecy, end of bloodlinethat feeling again, fuck that feels good, she shivered…

Four Portraits + Violet, A Story in Words and Pictures

by Deborah Stein

I wrote to the flowers and they became portraits. I wrote portraits to the holiday huts, and maybe to all the women I’ve ever known, to my dead mother…