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Issue Fall '26

"The Thing We Buried" by Monika Gustevičiūtė

Short Story

The Thing We Buried

by Ethel Maqeda

Only Tabonga still remembered their bush. Even after all these years, it remained clear to her. But when she tried to remember it with her friends, ...read the full piece 
"Energy" by Vanesa Erjavec

Short Story

The Things Our Parents Teach Us

by Olivia Samur

My mother always said, “No hagas papelón.” Don’t make a scene. Don’t embarrass yourself. Don’t give people something to talk about. She said it in the ...read the full piece 
"Float II" by TJ Norris

Flash Fiction

Slack Water

by Mileva Anastasiadou

My friend texts before she gets on the plane and says, how exciting, because she’s flying to see the love of her life, and I’m happy for her, but also ...read the full piece 
"Footsteps" by Petra Fuks

Flash Nonfiction

Barefoot

by Pranjali Kureel

Wandering through the foothills of the Himalayas the other day, I saw you. Not that I was looking for you here out of all the places, but then, there ...read the full piece 
Skiing: my mother and I, 1963. © N. Lvovich

Essay

The Morozov Mansion

by Natasha Lvovich

Dyrka[1] We lived, all eight of us, together with the grandparents and my aunt Ilia’s family, in the apartment on Podsosensky Street in the former ...read the full piece 
"Pulse" by Tetiana Yatsechko-Blazhenko

Essay

Dave & Dave

by Abhiram Kuchibhotla

Picture, if you will, a couple of acres of woodland. A large swathe of bright chartreuse, a gently sloping bowl dotted with copses of hawthorn and oak ...read the full piece 
"Mother Ocean" by Mary Tina Shamli Pillay

Poetry

Ars Poetica of Holding the Night

by Daniel Naawenkangua Abukuri

for mom (R. 2016), the night is always a kind of shelter That night, the house became a bowlI had to hold steady, though my handswere still learning ...read the full piece 
"Branching" by Leslie Brown

Poetry

Loosening

by Stefan Raffl

I kneel in the garden,loosening the tangled rootsof a young plant. White filaments boundto their pot’s shape. First they resist,then, slightly, give. ...read the full piece