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Issue Spring '26

"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 
"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 
"Place to Hide" by Anna Major

Short Story

Dust

by Olga Ruchina

I am an archive of suffering. I’m 25 years old. Ancient, by our standards. Most of us live a week or two, maybe a few months if they’re lucky enough ...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 
"Never Had Much Choice In It" by Benjamin Malay

Essay

The Bitter Smell of Sagebrush

by Aizhan Yesbolatova

When we approached the village, I didn’t recognize the house. It felt strange because, in my memory, it stood there so vividly; yet, when the driver ...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 
"Scream" by Doris Ash

Poetry

Daughter of Bays and Hills

by Penny Wei

In my hometown, God takes the shape of a cleaver.So the first time I lied was to a rooster. I promised not to watch but its blood arced thin and ...read the full piece 
"Detour Moon" by Robin Young

Poetry

Alba

by Malavika M Nair

Six o’ clock and the sun brought a quintet of silent crawlers to the concrete, five glass snails on a line, lost in plans of their morning walk: in ...read the full piece