Heart Break Surgery

Red rain boots sitting on pavement with a puddle behind them.

By: Monet Polny The plant had been there before I was born. None of my family had an established account there. Everyone in our small suburbs talked about the place of course. It was a relic of the deceased and disgraced patriarchy that had once been our state. The fees to get in were naturally enormous….Continue Reading Heart Break Surgery

But What Can I Offer You?

By: Grace Crouthamel A warm room somewhere, chapped lips and the taste of cigarettes still on my breath. A sliver of my being, callous but coarse – what little is left. I can offer you a fashionable loneliness the last laughs of a dying star a billion miles away, a few centimeters between a raindrop…Continue Reading But What Can I Offer You?

Marriage – It’s All A Grand Illusion (You’ll Probably Be Divorced)

A blue ceramic plate broken on the floor.

By: Miles R. De Rosa Jonah and Layla were washing dishes in strained silence. Maddy had finally been put down to sleep a little under an hour ago. The two were exhausted from watching Nemo for the fifth consecutive night. Jonah lazily scrubbed off leftovers from the night’s dinner, leaving Layla to then rescrubbed, rinse,…Continue Reading Marriage – It’s All A Grand Illusion (You’ll Probably Be Divorced)

Dedicated to Carter Diggs

A left hand holding a cigarette against a soft tan background.

By: Sydney Vincent I’ve traveled these roads countless times. I’ve seen a million faces, kissed thousands of lips, stayed the night with hundreds of strangers. On the east coast, many people spurn my ways. The west coast embraces it. I’ve never been fond of the middle. The ocean draws me in too heavily.  I’ve often enjoyed…Continue Reading Dedicated to Carter Diggs