DEC 2024 / ISSUE 40

Force of Nature

by Michael Nagle

When I hear someone talk about “the silver linings of cancer,” I am so immediately turned off by the framing that it’s made me wonder if I’m just disinterested…

sporadically present

by S.J.

I am a painter who uses watercolor to personify my struggles and journey of my mental health. I started using paint as a form of journaling because I missed…

Our Lady of the THAW

by Marina Gross-Hoy

“Is it time to talk about stopping?” She is watching you quietly, waiting for your answer. Her question is a betrayal. She is supposed to be midwifing you…

everyday awe

by Mayur Chauhan

My paternal grandmother, I called her Amma ji, had a tattoo on her right forearm, of her name, in Devanagari script: कौशल्या (Kaushalya.) I often joked…

Yes, I talk shit.

by nawa angel a.h.

I was born with blood in the rice 
I walked up the rice terraces one thousand times 
I fed one million people with my thighs…

Momma's Love Itch

by Elizabeth Woody

My first mothers did not have wombs. I have two original ancient mothers in this glittering world. They imparted wisdom to us when we were not yet real…