Issue: May 2017

Doni Shepard

My grandmother was a lover. Not the good kind. The kind of lover that leeches on to any man with an answer. The kind of lover, the kind of mother than lets...

Rachael Brooks

[FICTION] To a Girl, Age Eighteen The first time you slide your fingers down your throat, you meet hesitation. There is a gurgling in your stomach, and you do n...

Kass Haight

[CREATIVE NONFICTION] Flea I am being proposed to and all I can think of are the panic attacks I had the summer before grad school. In my mind, I am in a restro...

Simone Person

[CREATIVE NONFICTION] Counting I don’t remember when I knew I was fat and knew it was a bad thing, a misstep, a failure. Maybe it started with my father forcing...

Jennifer Fliss

  [CREATIVE NONFICTION] Bodies of Water While we danced the hora, my father was dying. My mother, sister, and I were at a cousin’s wedding in California wh...

Jessica Berger

[FICTION] Nautilus First, there is the water, blue as the prettiest cornflower. Clear as crystal when you look out from the edge of the white cliffs and see whe...