Sept 2020 / ISSUE 1

TUG

by Diana Khoi Nguyen

of a photograph Barthes’ studium tells what has happened as it was happening this one split second back in time to…

by Grace Loh Prasad

Her mother planted the modest, bathtub-sized flower bed with watermelon-red begonias, bright yellow and magenta…

by Kirin Khan

Her mouth opens at sunrise. A giant centipede crawls out and writhes down the path to the street, along the curb…

by Shane Rowlands

Warning: Statistical table ahead. (Kathunk!) I hear hearts drop; I know we are story-telling creatures…

by Sagirah Shahid

In remembrance of George Floyd Minneapolis, I am learning there is no intercession from flames or any ash…

by Saskia Jordá

In this work, I cast in plaster my grandmothers’ feet alongside my own feet….their stories are defined by the steps they have taken from one…