INSIDE THE SPECULATIVE ISSUE
On a nimbus of decay, it emerged from the dark recesses of her closet and…
It was a bitterly cold November evening, fifteen minutes or so before closing when the…
They were floating, flying in tandem, punctuated by the last of the year’s sunlight, perfectly…
Cast aside the bloody hands of the self-righteous for they brittle and collapse amongst the…
The first time she noticed, it was purely accidental. A quick glance while reaching for…
NEW ON MIDNIGHT & INDIGO
On a nimbus of decay, it emerged from the dark recesses of her closet and…
It was a bitterly cold November evening, fifteen minutes or so before closing when the…
Cast aside the bloody hands of the self-righteous for they brittle and collapse amongst the bones of saints. The tree leaves blew just as they did nineteen years earlier, and Adrina…
SHORT STORIES
The first time she noticed, it was purely accidental. A quick glance while reaching for a towel on the nearby rack. The pleasant burn from the Listerine lingered in her newly minty…
The winds bouncing off the gulf swaddle Fleur’s bare head as she stands at its fringes, and almost with the same delicacy her brother Jackson used to smooth down the waves of…
SOUP: It is barely dawn, and the village of Layou is swallowed up in sleep and sea breeze. Tessa lays on her living room couch swiping indolently through the gallery on her…
“Let me know when it starts to burn,” Aunt Mimi would say, pressing down on the silver release of the styling chair, lowering me to where I wouldn’t have to jump down…
NARRATIVE ESSAYS
“If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me and eaten alive.” — Audre Lorde Dear Amaya, I waited so long for you.…
“Have you considered writing a book about your life?” It is likely someone has asked you this question, or maybe you have asked someone. Before my ancestry journey, I never thought of…
Today is our long day. We need to drive nearly 200 miles to cross state lines. Mom and I take shifts, plying the other with an endless stream of gritty Community Coffee…
“You real fine and you pretty,” the smooth words rolled past his toothpaste commercial level white teeth and thick coffee bean shade lips. Before a girlish smile could plaster itself on my…
