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On Donald Trump Tweeting that Meryl Streep is One of the Most Overrated Actresses by Amy Saul-Zerby

This year we learned the difference between shock & surprise & maybe too late, but who would have thought, if given the chance to think? who would realized the [...]

February 1, 2017

Distant Homeland by Joseph S. Pete

The inchoate Macedonian teen, Little more than a tender sprout, Untested and provincial, Set sail alone across the Atlantic Into a great unknown So he wouldn’t be [...]

January 31, 2017

Richmond Ennui by Christine Stoddard

You used to scour the rag shops in Southside, ………………..where black families lived in trailers [...]

January 30, 2017

Another Word For ‘Birthday Hamster’ by Laura Pavlo

There were one thousand “e”’s in the “please” Lucia’s son sung into the pet store window as he furiously pressed his fingers against the glass at a [...]

January 29, 2017

Life Hack by Jessica Bonder

Denial, it ain’t just a river. This is what passes for psychoanalytical comedy, cross-stitched on a decorative accent pillow in Dr. N.’s office. It doesn’t exactly fit [...]

January 27, 2017

Some Nice Words by Jenya Doudareva

“Something’s happened” I overheard As I noted the people were rushing away Trying not to look nervous (were they instructed?) Trying to move delicately and politely, [...]

January 23, 2017

Witness by Leigh Fisher

There’s a small, quiet person Hanging in the doorway just a little too afraid to sleep Lingering at the top of the stairs too hesitant to come down There’s a fragile [...]

January 19, 2017

Rock Pools by F.C Malby

‘Look, a starfish, bright orange. Look at it.’ Sophie points to the ripples in the rock pool, her pigtails drop down over her cheeks, cover the freckles that have faded [...]

January 18, 2017

Mind Herbs by Ashlie Allen

He brought me herbs, though I was not sick in the body. No one could see where the illness lived except him. First, he stuffed the herbs inside my brain, then his hands. It [...]

January 16, 2017

Quartet for Winds and other poems by Aaron Brame

Quartet for Winds I. My mother birthed me in a skyscraper, named me after the largest city known to the world. Made me a child. Blessed me with a song from a gramophone, let [...]

January 12, 2017