Pictures — Laura Kathleen Marsico

Click Image to Enlarge. *** Laura Kathleen Marsico is a fan of animals, music and plants. She is living in Pittsburgh, PA while attempting to solve a few of life’s mysteries.


And what of the disappeared? What of the moments rising from the bottom of the spring In fever, we found each other once, like drowning men scraping their fingers raw against the rocks… Continue reading

1:00 AM Beneath Bronze Arches — Yermiyahu Ahron Taub

And even though she was renowned throughout the region for her souffles supreme so sweet so savory so fluffy some of which she filled with jams crafted from fruit— apples, peaches, strawberries, and… Continue reading


  We want to believe, and do, that the hair springs back, like that, after chemo, that it knows that it’s safe to return. We remember the oncology resident saying, I remember you,… Continue reading

Fairy Prose — Laura Madeline Wiseman

BLUE BOOK FAIRIES The fairies show me their tails. They bend over in uttanasana and hold their big toes, butts like knees in the air under statin fabric. Two of them stand and… Continue reading

FEATURED ARTIST — Jennifer Moore

ARTIST STATEMENT In my work, I attempt to investigate an unworldly narrative that exists only within the confines of my photographic frame. I also seek to explore the notion of consequences. Themes typically… Continue reading

3 poems — Ellen Elder

IN A SALVADOR DALI PAINTING I have sex with ghosts (she says). You look better as a clam shell (he says). Love me ripe into a pomegranate. The waltz of a camel. I… Continue reading

DREAMS OF NOTHING — Frederick Pollack

1 The rent is paid, which has the status of a miracle, self-wrought, his alone; or an escape, however brief. He draws the shades, so that in time he will imagine a day… Continue reading

RHODES TOWN — Mark Lewandowski

I found myself wandering Rhodes Old Town not too long ago, and even though it was my fourth time there in the past week, I was satisfyingly lost within ten minutes. Twilight oozed… Continue reading


The basic reason for my life is that there comes a time when I am guided by a great hunger.           ~ Clarice Lispector, The Breath of Life “When I feel hunger, I have… Continue reading

11 Photographs — Michael Yatsko

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