Cezarija Abartis

Patty Ahoy by Cezarija Abartis

Patty walked in stiffly and dropped her bookbag by the coffee table. Her eyes were red from crying. I put aside my waitress’ uniform with the button I was sewing on it and [...]

April 1, 2015

Green Light by Lauren Jonik

April 1, 2014

“Stand clear of the closing doors, please.” The familiar recording echoed throughout the subway car. As if on cue, the [...]
A Call to the Stronger Sex by Christine Stoddard

March 6, 2017

Ancestors whisper hungrily from their cradles of stars They will haunt us until we women-folk feed their obsession for [...]
A Milton Bradley Game by Hilary Sideris

January 4, 2016

The object, for a girl eight to fourteen, is to be ready, to swoon if he’s a dream, recoil if he’s creepy, having [...]
Crushed Ice by Mark Belair

January 4, 2016

The old, downtown fish shop stands closed, and not just for the day, it seems: the rolled-paper dispenser empty, the shiny [...]
Nine by Sarah Boland

February 24, 2017

Fall left with a heavy sigh As the willow trees bid farewell to the leaves with tears in their eyes. The willows wish for [...]
Interview with Elizabeth Schmuhl

September 18, 2017

What was your early life like? Where did you grow up? During the week, when not at dance or school, I was out playing in the [...]
Make Believe by Tom Pescatore

June 1, 2014

Did this happen yester- day or were you standing outside my window under the cool rain of primitive stars of all those years [...]
Two Poems by Daniel Wallock

October 1, 2014

Barren Walking in, the hallow, whites of, the moonlight, my heart beats, silent hums. My eyes, shed frozen, tears, and my [...]
Two Poems by Erin McIntosh

September 2, 2016

The wolves are at my heart Wolves are at my heart Again but I only continue To revolve around you like The earth to sun a [...]
Sea Shanties by Alicia Bones

August 14, 2017

1. Couple years ago, I bought a boiled crab off a man on the pier. I’d just started eating it when someone shouted, [...]
Two Poems by C.M. Keehl

September 2, 2016

I am at the same peninsula where you told me you loved me like lake michigan never one for wading but jump right from dock [...]
Sharing Music by Emily Alexander

September 2, 2016

Dark morning reaches through windows until the sky is smudged silver like the teakettle on the back burner. Here is the slip [...]