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Issue Spring '26

"Making plan" by Muyang Li

Flash Fiction

Papanca

by Pamela Smith

It’s two in the morning, and she’s in the bathroom, bleach coats the floor, thick, suffocating.It spreads like a blanket no one ever asked for.The ...read the full piece 
"Elementals drawing" by Audrey Holmes

Short Story

Deda and Baba Forever. A Diptych.

by Mark Budman

One part of this story, “An Occurrence at Owl Creek Farm,” was originally published in a slightly different version in Moon City Review. I. A ...read the full piece 
"Cocoon" by Johannes Christopher Gerard

Short Story

Proof of Magic

by Jowita Bydlowska

Inside me there is a flattened, pear-shaped organ called a pancreas, and a collection of other slick, cooperating parts I barely think about unless ...read the full piece 
"A Year in Tokyo" by Monika Gustevičiūtė

Essay

A Year in Tokyo

by Jee Ann Marie E. Guibone

The first thing you notice in Tokyo is a siren going off every night. You’ve booked a business hotel in a suburb of Nishi-Shinjuku. It’s a stone’s ...read the full piece 
"Attachment" by Jing Kong

Essay

The Sleeping Fox

by Francesca Chiari

In a 2013 report, the Department for Environment, Food and Rural Affairs, estimated around 430,000 red foxes living in the United Kingdom, mostly in ...read the full piece 
"Moon Jar" by Vanesa Erjavec

Flash Nonfiction

Moon Jar

by Bora Hah

1. For days, I couldn’t write anything. Tired, I was so tired — even in my dreams. 2. That afternoon, I went to see a moon jar. I love moon jars. ...read the full piece 
"Cymbals after a Caesura" by Devon Balwit

Poetry

The Perfumers

by Oindrila Ghosal

The perfumers ply acrossThe crackedRugged promenadesIn silenceLike rows of ants.Like molten honeyThe overhead sunDrips down theirBare backs —Insulated ...read the full piece 
"Learning to Live off the Land" by Ann Keeling

Poetry

To Hold the Falling Light

by Melissa Luz

here —i try to hold what won’t stay and my fingersbecome cracked riverbedswhere things meant to be water refuse to settle since the first timei saw ...read the full piece