By Lydia Pejovic Will Will never enjoyed dry wines, but Jen only stocked her fridge with bitterness. Her house, although meticulously organized, cleaned, and designed, felt as if it was allergic to the concept of comfort or sweetness. When he grabbed the bottle out of the fridge, he saw the vegetable drawers stuffed to the brim with kale and cabbage, and the side doors were packed in with bright...
Cleaved
By Navneet Bhullar The trains chug latitudinally there in my birth country, India, like they do here, in my new one of a score years and some. I see myself on window seats of trains running west or east. There trains smell of sweat, rubber sleepers and roasted gram called daal announced with a bleat : coffee, chai—-. Here trains smell of nothing unless you walk through the dining car. ...
Hello, the Sun
By Sally Krueger-Wyman Medical terminology: dysautonomia—an umbrella term referring to conditions involving the dysfunction of the autonomic nervous system, which controls everything your body does automatically (heart rate, blood pressure, digestion, temperature control, etc.); Ehlers Danlos Syndrome—a genetic connective tissue disorder. The experiences described include these and other...
The Snatched Back Ones
By Elizabeth Amon My husband, an only child, lobbied for four. An outrageous number of babies to raise in New York City. I am one of four, but the idea seems audacious. Especially because he works late and often travels for his job. I’ve been pregnant twice, but they haven’t stuck, though the memories have. Cramps that left me breathless as I stood by the ocean beneath an impossibly blue sky...
Angela
By Rosalind Goldsmith I get it—I get why some people mistrust fiction. Stories lie. We know it. It’s no secret. They lie because reality doesn’t make any concessions to beauty—or form. And form—what is it? It’s necessary, right? Beginnings, middles and ends and shape and pace and so on, and style and so on, and all of that. Those things that make up a story are necessary things. And I admire a...
two coffees with a madman
By Blossom Hibbert coffee #1 I am having a coffee with a stranger. (I bought him from a flea market) He does not eat / drink too much but has eyes like sharp rock cracks in windows; hungry, wet… and waiting. Inside his hat is where the pigeon’s roost, but we are the only two people in the womb that know that. My one-handed companion has so much linear expression he...
Edward Lee
Photography From top left: A Beautiful Tragedy, Last Dance Seen, Surge of Tomorrow, Understand the History, Walt, We Dance Still. A Journey Unmade, A Body Wounded Edward Lee is an artist and writer from Ireland. His paintings and photography have been exhibited widely, while his poetry, short stories, non-fiction have been published in magazines in Ireland, England and America, including The...
Jason Tannen
Photography From top left: Stan’s Hy-Fy, Cuba Gaze, Big Phone, Academie, 1942 Inspiration Jason Tannen is a photographer, gallery curator, and educator. He has exhibited his photographs throughout the United States and internationally. From 1998 to 2014 he was curator at the University Art Gallery, California State University, Chico. He received his MFA degree from the School of the Art...
AE Reiff
Ceramic Sculpture From top left: Mt. Rushmore, Cherubim, Red Wall Limestone, Cheops AE Reiff is a poet and sculptor who exhibits at Forms of the Formless Ceramics. Recent fiction @ Sein und Werden Now is the time to OOOOOOO included sculptures of Tortoise, Pit Pony and Red Flower. He has authored a dozen books, Red Head: the Poems of Taliesin, short stories, The JFK Order, Libby: A Vision of...
Lawrence Bridges
Photography From top left: Shirtless Man Carrying Dry Cleaning Past Trash Cans (New York, NY), Slash of Light (Ojai, CA), Stormy Sunset (Malibu, CA), Staircase, De Young Museum (San Francisco, CA), Audience at the Spoleto Festival (Charleston, SC), Wildflowers and Leaves (Carrizon Plain National Monument, CA) Lawrence Bridges is best known for work in the film and literary world. His photographs...