Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry
the fisherman’s daughter knew how to bait a hook, catch some looks trout scales decorating her hair instead of glitter the fisherman’s daughter taking her father’s ship by the helm armed with a net, a spear, and a smile the fisherman’s daughter learning...
Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry
I do not know, I cannot say Why whispering willows swing and sway And though the slow and solemn stream Sings truths within its soft requiem It is a music few can play. I mourn the moon with every gaze For if the beauty of its rays Will e’re be captured but in...
Dec 8, 2020 | All Poetry, Issue 2, Issue 2 Poetry, Online Exclusive
Little flower all alone How many bugs have you known? Little flower all alone How many petals have you grown? Little flower all alone I am like you; on my own Little flower all alone Ignore the butterflies that have flown You too stand out against the stone And...
Dec 8, 2020 | All Fiction, Issue 2, Issue 2 Fiction
They’re burning witches tonight. The local news channel runs a special segment on it. Greg Gallagher, the local anchorman with hair a little too stiff and a smile far too forced, narrates a touching piece on the strength of the community while he walks around the...
