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Al Vital Chandler didn’t like looking in the mirror. He couldn’t remember a time when he did like looking in the mirror. A time when it wasn’t covered with an old shirt. He knew he had seen himself. At one point he could look at himself and his throat wouldn’t close, and his mouth wouldn’t … Continue reading Hands of Smoke

Stella Skogberg When a rose dies it is incredibly beautiful.     The bright scarlet petals slowly darken until they one say begin to fall. One after the other they float down towards the ground and lay down at the foot of the vase. One petal at a time. Slowly. Soon there is a small crimson pool … Continue reading When A Rose Dies

Austin Woodz      I'm sitting on a bench in a semi-busy park, watching a toddler pick individual petals off of a flower, and I remember the first girl I fell in love with. Repeating "she loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not," but the petals only told me what I … Continue reading A Stranger’s Life

Riyanha Ysabel Light years could not stop the Moon and the Star from creating a love so bright that they outshone even the largest of nebulas. They would waltz in the dark vast night, illuminating the blackness around them with their ever-glowing love. Nonetheless, their love was deemed an anomaly; odd and abnormal to the … Continue reading The Moon, The Star

Shane Cyriac We fly far above the oceans; the green, mucky waves crumble on top of each other, fighting for a spot to breathe in the air. Over and over, one flies and the other dies in a constant battle with one another. They’re family, born right from the same home. But no matter how … Continue reading Homesick

Ella Raeanne “I love you.” “But what if the only thing we had was Bowie?” Humans are so weird, with their strange fascination with the rich and talented. As you watched old human television boxes with strange stories overwhelming your senses, I was already too consumed with the idea of holding your hand. The television … Continue reading Ironic Walkman

Marley Cox The two sat across from one another in Harris’s room. The blinds were half closed and cast an illumination of orange stripes onto Tony’s face. This would be the last evening they spent with one another. The silence was uncomfortable, and Harris began playing with Tony’s wings. He’d always kept them so clean … Continue reading Heart to Heart

Jules Cavalier “Do you think she’ll be ready soon, Pops?” asked Tucker. “Who’s to say? Life ain’t nothing but a gamble,” Raif replied. Tucker reached up to place his small hand on the dark horse. She was blacker than a moonless, snowless night. The child’s hand floated with her moving belly. Lately, the foal inside … Continue reading Escape Artists

Asa Keyes With a click, the moon vanished from the sky: captured by a viewfinder. The final opening of the shutters showed only empty heavens. The already dark night was now a disorientating pitch black.  A hunched figure emerged from behind a camera, stumbling back from the tripod. There were no more sources of light … Continue reading Camera

Yvie Firmin With silver eyes and tangled hair, she dangled her bare legs over the cliff face. Her palms were faced towards the full moon; she knew where to begin.  The forest held its breath as her pulse echoed off of the peeling bark, her gushing stream of vitality providing a whispered cadence. The gale … Continue reading Lunar Consummation