by Katie Liggera photo by Lisa De Witte where is the face I saw yesterday and the day before? now it has morphed: new expressions plastered, painted a new carving etched upon skin your soft smile transformed into a devious smirk inviting eyes now creased into snake-like slits calculating, contracting, ready to attack me; you’re […]
Author Archives: Samantha De La O
Anywhere But Here
by Rikki Wooden There is no God in this dry, dreary town. My bare thighs stick uncomfortably to the leather seat as I drive the blue 1979 Ford truck down route 51 toward Arizona. The air conditioner is not working which forces me to roll down all the windows. The heat pours in making my […]
Romantic Realism, and Other Half-baked Things
by Samantha De La O photo by Alexa Brennan When I write, I am able live in that space between romanticism and realism. I see things as they are while simultaneously envisioning them as they could be, if only human error and darkness could recede. I was around the age of seven when I decided […]
February 10th
by Madison Jones photo by Alexa Brennan Sometimes I like to think how it might have been different; if we hadn’t been thirteen, brash, abrasive know-it-alls, my vision colored with the authoritative regality of purple as we paced the hallway in loops, words spilling like grape juice on your best linen tablecloth. How what should’ve […]
First Parcel
by Corey Hart portrait by Lisa De Witte Click to read First Parcel by Corey Hart
Zaraphilla
Zara enjoyed many things including music, theater, art and the like. She wore flowers in her hair when she felt like it and went bird-watching on the weekends. She rode her bike daily, argued with strangers about the validity of ethics and spent most of her Friday nights crying alone over empty bottles of bourbon. But there was something about her that neither John, nor anyone really, knew about her.
Intruder
by Julianna Blacey photo by Nathan Walstad Quietly I slip in, and the doors close behind. I walk down the familiar doors and past the pews, where my soul had once aligned. The voices of my family greet me, with praises on their lips. The sound I hear is one of joy, and the words […]
Chosen or Choice?
by Melissa Zeid art by Julianna Blacey The answer is simple, but oh so complicated: Judaism is much, much more than just a religion. I hate to break it to you, but I am one of the chosen ones. I wasn’t chosen just to get a big nose, curly hair, and an uncanny knack for […]
LOVE POEMS FOR MY FRIEND(S)
poetry series by Melanie Leong portrait by Lisa De Witte This series is a tribute to the love friends have given us over the years. It’s about the feelings that arise when you’re in a close relationship with someone–romantic or platonic. It’s bliss and contentment but it’s also showing up when you don’t always want […]
The Food of Friendships
By Madison Jones Mid-September, freshman year, dinnertime. I am sitting with a group of faceless, nameless people, eating a dish I don’t remember, talking about a topic I have no recollection of. The first few months of freshman year were filled with dinners like this one: with random people I stopped talking to by the […]
