Issue Fall '24
Poetry
[caption for a photo of a mother and daughter in the slums of romania]
by Rowan Tate
i have a peach in my hands like abee sting, the crescent of her cheeksoft. somewhere on green mountains, dirtlayers. she tells me not to tell her ...read the full piece >>Short Story
A Community That Cooks Together Stays Together
by Sreelekha Chatterjee
Samima rolls the dough and creates perfectly round chapattis. It would have been wonderful if life were as easy as preparing chapattis and not like a ...read the full piece >>Flash Nonfiction
A Mother’s Tongue Across Linguistic Worlds
by Magdalena Olszanowski
My son and I dip our summer legs in the shallow end of Parc Jarry's swimming pool. Impatient feet speed up around us, ready to jump into the water. ...read the full piece >>Poetry
Before You Go
by Lise Reingruber
SestinaInstructions for traveling to the underworld you hold a lionon a leash, you are a dovea Venus, the morning and evening staryou open your ear to ...read the full piece >>Poetry
body-bound
by Veronica Vo
the lord cut her open in a white coat wanting nothing but legacy, on a bright Texas morning to remind uswhere the horizon lay. I was something small ...read the full piece >>Poetry
dream en abya yala
by Alan Palacios
where the flesh of jacarandas shiftsacross the invisible layerscosmic fabrics tearreturn us (to) the landlike a miraged plateauhidden within our ...read the full piece >>Short Story
Friend of Their Youth
by Murali Kamma
The first time he saw Jagan was during an improvised cricket game in the spacious courtyard of an ancient, weather-beaten but stately house owned by ...read the full piece >>Essay
Grieving In Your Name
by Bora Hah
“Your name becomes a song that flows in my heart.If I follow the water, will I get near you?” ― Kim Yuna, River I. HIM News of his death arrived in ...read the full piece >>Short Story
How to Be a Man
by Delight Ejiaka
The banner for the Enyimba F.C. vs. Osun United match swayed with the wind as Obiora and Ekene approached the Thomas Balogun Stadium. Young boys sold ...read the full piece >>Flash Nonfiction
I Am an Alien
by Parvathy J
I tell stories. It could be anyone, we could be anywhere, doing anything. After hours and days of debating in inner monologues, when I feel safe ...read the full piece >>Flash Fiction
I, Galatea
by Phi Scheiber
I am Galatea. Somewhat. Not hewn from stone but forged, cast — my hot potential poured into some form that’s been made for me — no! Not even for me, ...read the full piece >>Essay
kontrollat e pasaportave/ passport control
by Serafina Ferizaj
The smell of armpit sweat and unbrushed teeth are so dominant in the car, I can’t stand them anymore. My legs are asleep but I can't stretch them: The ...read the full piece >>Short Story
Left Behind
by Katariina Mauranen
Alone in the dark, I let my hand grasp the blankets on the empty side of the bed. I let myself sigh that long, broken sigh I’ve been holding back all ...read the full piece >>Flash Fiction
My Father at the Border between Hades and La Merica
by Edvige Giunta
I met my father, diagnosed with a malattia innominata, at the border between Hades and La Merica. On his back he carried a burlap sack of half-told ...read the full piece >>Flash Nonfiction
My Land
by Margarita Beatriz Escobar
I approached the open casket and leaned over to kiss my grandfather’s forehead. He wore his old dark suit, a white shirt, and a small red carnation in ...read the full piece >>Essay
my mother tongue
by Asya Akimzhanova
to Apasha ... I needed a different language:a language that was a place of affection and reflection.— Antonio Tabucchi on Friday I had my first Kazakh ...read the full piece >>Essay
Patient Notes
by Bella Majam
My first brush with psychiatric hospitalization, I often joke, was a prelude to my sweet sixteenth. There are a few things you can only learn once ...read the full piece >>Flash Fiction
punk
by Klau Stepien
Punk is what you pull out of your sleeve and wave in the air until the scent of it floats around and hits your nostrils at one… two… sniff! It makes ...read the full piece >>Poetry
rejection #22
by Dianna Vega
did you ever hear ofa girlmaker? they pourglass in molds of sugar,skin, and skull. they measure your outlinewith a fatal lack ofprecision, as ...read the full piece >>Poetry
Texas Fish
by Lajward Zahra
Wretched past refuses me, will notswallow the pain from the present.Suctions, the way you did.Saliva on my ant bites adding to the itchlike the lick ...read the full piece >>Short Story
The Silent World of Jordi Soto
by Sahil Mehta
1. Squeal. Shriek. Skid, skid. The cars stop dramatically in front of Chez Henri. An undulating soundtrack of wailing sirens prevails over the ...read the full piece >>Poetry
to conjure / conjure away
by Susanne Sophie Schmalwieser
we’ve been speaking since january or soand now the trees are growing flowersmostly pinks and whitesi tell you how the hills in Morocco rest soft ...read the full piece >>Short Story
Treats for Callie
by C. C. Thybro
I want to leave. Though perhaps calling it a want makes it seem paltry, when in truth it’s a need. Like fresh air, water and other people. But there’s ...read the full piece >>Essay
You Can't See Me but I'm in the Frame
by Nandita Dutta
My huge bay windows frame the constant flow of traffic, the blood gushing through the veins of the city, up and down, in all directions, oxygenating, ...read the full piece >>