Category Archive: 5: September 2015

FEATURED ARTIST — MITCH RANEY

*** Mitch Raney received his Masters of Fine Arts in Poetry from Bowling Green State University in 1998. For the past two years, Mitch has been living, teaching and making art in Linz,… Continue reading

Remembrance of a Waltz — Sophie Paulette Jupillat

“Remembrance of a Waltz” was composed with the downfall of the Romanov dynasty in mind; its martial rhythm is meant to remind the listener of the uprising and violence of the new regime… Continue reading

WHITEOUTS — Jason Kapcala

There’s slush around the tires, and Burl Ives is singing “Have a Holly Jolly Christmas,” and Tessa rides shotgun in my brand new Dodge Charger. It’s a snub-nosed beast, a shark. Heated seats… Continue reading

2 poems — Ronda Broatch

BEFORE THE STARS COME ON I INVESTIGATE DECAY Tonight only moon wrapped in gauze, crickets grinding the stone dark whatever they might be saying becomes erasure, past grit of things a madrona about… Continue reading

3 poems from 3… — Travis Macdonald

Author’s Note: π (pi or 3.14159etc.) is a transcendental number. This suggests, among other things, that no finite sequence of algebraic operations on integers (powers, roots, sums, etc.) can be equal to its… Continue reading

2 poems — Adam Tedesco & Juliet Cook

What is to be Done 1. At least your body will feed creatures in the soil. My breast milk is still dripping down for a dead baby. Your mind and its memory sink… Continue reading

A Path to Citizenship — David Amadio

Edgar squinted in the hard shine of the policeman’s flashlight. He was sitting on the sidewalk with his back against a chain-link fence. His neck felt like someone had twisted it halfway round.… Continue reading

8 paintings — Jan Donley

*** Jan Donley writes, paints, and teaches in Boston, Massachusetts. You can read about Jan’s novel The Side Door and her other writings at http://www.jandonley.com. A gallery/store of Jan’s digital art will soon… Continue reading

2 Poems — Ace Boggess

Dracula                          Universal Pictures, 1931 Specter, shadow: Bela, I love how it’s music that moves you, & the women. Yet, you have wooed the last of my lovers with your stare that leads to… Continue reading