On Dreams and the In Between

By: Sofia Dewey Groin to Grave i am full of it.  i have never denied this– maybe only to the men who have  spit the words out just short of a reaction to acid reflux; to the tall people that stand grand and dark in doorways like the room is theirs for the taking.  i... Continue Reading →

A Narrative in Six Word Stories

By: Suzy Schwabl Marching gracefully through my new future. Breathe deeply, the moment is now. Voices pulse through the busy streets. Joining the crowd, my voice erupts. Electofyinging loud, we all stand together. Believing what we want; we empower. Gates reveal the path we desire. Becoming one, united through individual beliefs. All different, we support... Continue Reading →


My name Has never been too Kind  To others. They always add a  Disclaimer. “I’m sorry if  I say this wrong.” I’m sorry too. Start. Stop. Try again. Stop. One more time. Stop. I step in as a  Courtesy. The first time, I laid it out Like a red carpet. With a grand flourish, I... Continue Reading →

The Only Queen in the Castle

by Sol Rivera Broken  BentA bloodthirsty machine Tired of anger Staying in her mind Sickness is what it is Rotting, raveging Rage Rules her more than she rules her life Queens have courts Hers is no different And, well They do not like women When she complains to her sire About the madness within He... Continue Reading →


By Noel Ullom Her voice was always loudest in the wind. It echoed through the trees Rattling in freedom, Sang the song of endless memories Twisted in their branches, And told the tale of understood secrets To all those who sat under the leaves’ shade. The same voice took the shape of a hand That... Continue Reading →

Recipe of the Week: Baked Shrimp With Feta and Grilled Sourdough

By Sol Rivera INGREDIENTS 2 tablespoons olive oil1 shallot, minced1 bell pepper, diced2 cloves garlic, minced1 14-ounce can crushed tomatoes1 cup chicken or vegetable broth1/4 teaspoon red pepper flakes (optional)1 teaspoon salt1 lb. uncooked shrimp8 ounces feta cheese, crumbledfresh chopped parsley and lemon wedges for serving6–8 thick slices of sourdough bread4 tablespoons butter for the... Continue Reading →

In Between Worlds

By Abby Coffey The first box says white  The second says Hispanic  My pen hovers  Confused, conflicted  My head and heart in disharmony  My mouth creases, the edges turned upside down  My mouth is a fraud  The lines, the edges: they lie  How can I be Hispanic if my r's don't roll?  How can my... Continue Reading →

Bubble Baths: My Song of Innocence

By Muna Agwa after William Blake I used to spend every weekend reclined in the same ivory oasis, cocooned by a plume of steam. Clean and white bathroom tiles tilted in a perfect lattice became the blank canvas upon which scribbled my stray curly hairs. The unstained brass handles, broad and flat, were the mirrors... Continue Reading →

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