Category Archives: Spring 2013 Edition

Twin

by Courtney Druzak I came first, fully grown, when Leto gave birth. I knew only to turn and catch him in my open palms, to clear bloody residue from nose…

Broken

by Onastasia Youssef In April of 1991 in San Francisco, California—       cartoon poster and ticket stubs.                          …

turning you into literature

by Elizabeth Lewis “The best way to get over a woman is to turn her into literature” —Henry Miller i mixed the ink of your eyes, and you can’t imagine…

Aftermath

by Kenzie Saunders The ground stops shaking and the crashing stops, leaving the world in deafening silence. Navigating the strewn bits of wood and crumbled stone remains, weak daylight can…

Thunder and Lightning

by Olivia Warren I’ve seen you in the indigo of Mr. Smalls, foggy behind my breath on a starless November night, and under the Friday night fluorescents of Mt. Lebanon…

In the Form of a Call

by Elise Zavadak Death—who knew it came in the form of a phone call. At 3am, the ring ring ring resonating, bouncing, searching. Finding a

Sleep

by Shannon Ward When it sees me coming, it runs off in the other direction like a child evading bath time. It has a new hiding place every night, where…

O M G

by Sally Ramirez Why is she laughing so loud? Need attention much? Who invited her to this party? Why doesn’t she just leave him already? Like, doesn’t she get that…

two birds, deceased

by Maggie Yankovich today I saw two birds, robins, on the road, flat and dead. the first had its wing fanned out, stretching for the other’s beak, brown and bleeding,…

The Ocean

by Alison Taverna She wants a poem. She wants it happy. I tell her happy doesn’t sell. What I mean is I’ve never felt the heel-kick, skip of a moment…