Soft
by Lora Pavlovich I am almost soft in a hardening world unknowing, unspeaking and unvetted — I know not what they’re thinking, and my own thoughts… Read More »Soft
by Lora Pavlovich I am almost soft in a hardening world unknowing, unspeaking and unvetted — I know not what they’re thinking, and my own thoughts… Read More »Soft
by Frances Raybaud “I don’t want your phone, man.” The guy’s dying for God’s sake, knife in the abdomen, the blood gushing out—and he wants… Read More »No Data
by Hanna Rose This is part of an ongoing series. Click here to read Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part… Read More »Key Notes – Part 12
by Matthew Spataro I can hear the footsteps behind me. The harsh breathing, so familiar yet so wrong, sends chills down my spine. I turn… Read More »Shadow
by Matthew Spataro “What kind of sauce you want with that?” “Just ketchup, thanks.” The cashier nods, tapping at the cash register screen before he… Read More »Sauce
by Priyanka Thomas There once was man Who held his heads In rage he shamed And gained no thing With grace around his waist His… Read More »Tribal Stories to Criminals
by Kyra Wooden This is how we make love Consuming love Handfuls of pulled hair Skin like a still lake That ripples at his touch… Read More »Love Like Ours
by Emily Abrams Cast breakdown: CHARLOTTE: A semi-insecure twenty-year-old Art History major from NYU. Brown hair tumbles over her shoulders, unkempt. Her polished, chic-yet-casual… Read More »Art Value
by Emily Abrams Everything felt colder, as if someone had cruelly thrust open the sliding windows, wanting to steal all the warmth and comfort from… Read More »Barely Breathing
by Erin Ajello “Coffee is life when you’re a student, overworked employee, or a writer. There are other drinks, sure. Like energy drinks, right? You… Read More »Career Day
by Yocheved Friedman I envisioned myself dying on the way home today. Right on the Palisades near exit 18, my car would veer to… Read More »Palm Reading
by Jessica Kraker When we walk, our paces match and I can tell it pleases you. I change my stride and disrupt our rhythm. you.… Read More »Orpheus