By KB Ballentine – for Granddad Death hardly seems like you –still and silent who was never so.You always sang […]
Issues
_Glossary: Junetee[n]th_
By Aerik Francis 1 After “It Was Summer Now and the Colored People Came Out Into the Sunshine” by Morgan […]
The Parking Lot Is the New Basilica
By Dana Delibovi Adornedby a single bay-treein the way of an altar—raw, dappled— what’s called an island,though it’s unmistakablywithout breezes,kneels […]
Good Deed
By William Cass I was ten and sat watching my mom set a casserole dish down on the kitchen table […]
June 2020 (No. 83)
Poetry The Parking Lot Is the New BasilicaDana Delibovi Wait for Baby GirlAileen Bassis DioramaJohn Sweet _Glossary: Junetee[n]th_Aerik Francis Laughter […]
Freedom Unfolds Three Ways
By Michael Heiss A small brown envelope was waiting on the kitchen table when I arrived at my mother’s home […]
On Resolution
By Jillian Prendergast I believe in my words.In the brevity of whispers through pen they explode.Like tiny stars inside of […]
Wait for Baby Girl
By Aileen Bassis at the window of Sweetleaf Coffee/ cars go from the foot of the Pulaski Bridge to Brooklyn […]
Diorama
By John Sweet shadows of trees lengthening shadowsof houses of hills and driving intothe sun or walking or standingstill w/ […]
Reflections of a Second Child
By Thelma Zirkelbach I was a replacement child. My parents’ first baby died at birth. I know the story. In her seventh […]