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March 19, 2020 | Poetry


Cristina Correa


Color Study, or Ode to Discomfort


It was never safe for us—
always beneath the eye is... more

After the Heat photo

March 19, 2020 | Nonfiction

After the Heat

Paige Towers

Because let’s face it, boiled tea does not meet my privileged standards for heat. 

A Girl Cawed photo

March 19, 2020 | Fiction

A Girl Cawed

Rachel Ranie Taube

“If you have to say you’re fine, you’re probably not,” the crow replied.

Eulogy photo

March 19, 2020 | Nonfiction


Kari Treese

My mother tells me how my father died. I’d learned only a week before that he had gangrene in his toes because of a sore he’d let fester.