JAN 2025 / ISSUE 41

Birth Caoineadh

by Julie Lynn

Oh bruised star, hear me.
We the birthers carry
small fires into this world.

Wildlife

by Carrie Hansen

Does anyone driving notice the woman stretching, back-arching, visible from the freeway? These are the things my eyes are always scanning for…

The Witch's Camera

by Carmina Eliason

"Every time she tried to sketch what she saw in those strange dreams, the image changed. As soon as she captured part of a detail–a button, a viewfinder…

Deep Sedation

by Samantha Paige Rosen

Being put to sleep is loss of control. The moment your body becomes a body. The doctor assures me I will not want to be awake…. 

Contortion

by Shannon Brazil

The first thing to know is I didn’t want to ruin the moment. You were inside of me and I wasn’t in pain so much as needing tenderness. One word, “gentle.”

Hard Surfaces

by Traci Cumbay

You’re not going to believe this next part: Being sensitive doesn’t mean you get to turn my crisis into a heavy chain you beat yourself with. So greedy…