December 1, 2021

Of Iron

by Hilary Sideris I know ligo,a little, Ellinica. I make a pot of avgo-lemono feeling a fever coming on, pray tosmall gods called  saints who do favors& specialize. A semi- colon is a questionmark in Greek. Sideris  means blacksmithlike Ferraro & Eisenstein,  but siderenios, of iron,said to a friend  facing adversity, means stay strong. Hilary SiderisHilary […]

Stepping into the Sea

by Maria Lisella  You let me, your stepmother, Take your hand to walk  into the surf, let slippery seaweed wrap  around your ankles  like emerald ribbons.  We step on the edge  of lacey waves that feel like butter on hot skin.   You hold back, your mother’s  fear of the sea, fear of me,  sways you. She warns you  Yemaya, the Santeria god, will swallow you […]

Grown Men and their Toys

By Christopher Clauss There is a lifelong benefitto action hero fantasiesand the crash of toy cars,the larger than life scenarios,the sound effects uttered thoughtlessly by young boys at playlost in the fantasy of adventure,sounding almost nothing like the real thing. We are grown now,aware of the listening ears around usfar too mature for action heroes,for […]

A Short History of My Long Hair

by Peggy Landsman Now, well past the Orwellian year, I remember how slowly I walked that final week of ’83, Mulling things over, counting days down… Worrying where my long brown hair had grown to, Remembering when it tickled my ears and everything I heard was new. When it hit my shoulders, Vietnam and Johnson […]

Among Grotesque Trees

by Millicent Accardi We amuse ourselves through the absurdMarch forest, comical and childish,dupes in this quarantine of lookingfor breadcrumbs, a pathway out.Set aside on a fool’s errand, seven timesfunny and infantile, the dance ofthe woods creating stockpiles of leaves,like court hesitators we wash tree barkAnd dance together, alone,gullible and lighthearted. We pretendthis is an elongated […]


by Lauren Scharhag i. We were nine, and it was the age of MASH and paper fortune tellers. Choose a color. Choose a number. Close your eyes. I will draw a spiral until you say stop. We unpopular girls sat together in the lunchroom, huddled like birds on an electrical wire, all part of the […]

Baggage Reclaim

by Ben Nardolilli Travel brings out strange combinationsfor the sake of space, all improvised,my oxblood loafers sit on top of t-shirts,rolled up socks sit inside my boxer briefs,and toiletries are nestled in breast pockets. I have worn each of these items down until they became personal talismans for me,mass manufactured in their common origins,some are […]

An element of unfairness.

by DS Maolalai drunk and frustratedin the kitchenat the kitchen table,explaining the rulesof the card-gameto my best friend’s quite lovelynew girlfriend. making eye contactwith chrysty and frowning, as if commonsense knewhow to play. perhaps a judgementwith an elementof unfairness – no, certainlythat’s what it is. and she’s funny when sober, which is double impressive, and […]

A Selection from “A Month of Someday”

by Gerald Wagoner When New York City initiated shelter-in-place, mid-March of 2020, to maintain my physical and mental health I continued my nightly walks. I would leave my Carroll Gardens home around 10 pm and walk to Brooklyn Heights, or to Pier 6 in Brooklyn Bridge Park, or up to Prospect Park. The only other […]

birthday wishes

by Linda Wimberly i want to drinkto get drunksit on the floorget stonedtalk existentialism maybe transcendental meditation i want to pick upa strangerwho sitsat the barnot be afraidto show my bodywakein a strange bednakedspent i want to fillthe holesleft by lifelove myselflove others that’s not askingtoo muchis it Linda WimberlyLinda Wimberly is a writer, artist and musician […]

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