Issue 10

Summer is almost here, and at least on the east coast it felt like winter wouldn't ever let go. For
BY Oluwaseun Fakoyede in pulling a wild weed out of the soil you anticipate the sight of its roots multiple
by Jennifer Wolkin   Jennifer Wolkin is a health and neuro psychologist, speaker, mental health advocate, and mindfulness-meditation practitioner.  She
by Aya Elizabeth Last Night I Dreamt that Fire Haunted You Given that we are always the subjects of our
by Cathy Ulrich As I lie beside you, I think of the difference between our names — hers and mine.
by mariela lemus Certain invertebrates including species of lobsters, spiders, octopuses, and crickets can shed appendages as a means of
by Tomas kurth half-six drizzle hints a day through hems of unhung drapes grey as needles billow off the pines
by Louis Wenzlow But enough about my fearing the AI apocalypse And the end of flesh as we know it, enough
by eric ingram I am competitive except when it comes to hide and seek. As a child, anxious for him
by greg Tebbano A's are obvious—first from the door, closest to the earth. B's are afterthoughts. They take a little
by Hugo Simões We should perhaps sleep forever; in oyster rooms, a dormitory. Our withered heads a weathercock for sleepy
Flash Fiction by Ebele Mọgọ We were water people. This world was not enough for us.  Mammy Wota and Papi Wota.