Yaocheng is a university student and moves around awfully lot and Toronto is Yaocheng’s next destination.
I start to miss you right after you leave
and then at night I feel a deep ache
in that need spot.
George Gordon Byron, 6th Baron Byron was born in 1788 and died in 1824. He was an English poet who helped lead the Romanticism movement.
Phil Huffy writes early and often at his kitchen table, casting a wide net as to form and substance. His work has appeared in dozens of journals and anthologies, including Schuylkill Valley Review,
Portrait by Louis Gallo A fine woman she was, full of protein and lentils and maybe some turnip greens . . . and I saw these translated into her everything, Ah, so much to live for, and even more to die for. I’m thinking of Walt Whitman right now. I always think of Walt Whitman. […]
Eliana is a Brooklyn based gal. This is her first piece of poetry appearing anywhere. Other writing has shown up in Ink magazine and Kitsch. She has a fairly new
For Donovan by Sarah O’Brien Your pants are made from the softest fabric. You challenge me to a game of chess. “You didn’t use your Queen enough,” you say after winning, and I soak in this metaphor. I was too focused on someone else’s King. I overlooked mine—left you exposed. Your wounds from her violence […]
James Croal Jackson is the author of The Frayed Edge of Memory (Writing Knights Press, 2017). His poetry has appeared in Columbia Journal
Nkateko Masinga is a Pushcart Prize nominee and the author of three poetry collections: ‘The Sin In My Blackness’ (2015). ‘A War Within The Blood’
Kika Dorsey is a poet in Boulder, Colorado, and lives with her two children, husband, and Border Collie. She wakes up every morning and crafts poetry out of dreams, myths, her body, and her travels.
Tara Rigg writes about the complexities, joys, and misunderstandings of grief. She gratefully breathes in the mountain air surrounding her home in Bozeman, Montana where she lives with her husband and three young daughters. Her son
Neuroscience by Harnidh Kaur I used to smoke, and a lot, at that, and I quit it, cold turkey one day- it wasn’t easy, my nose still traces the traces of nicotine that stain the air like they once stained my teeth, but I’m okay now, I suppose, I have a list of vices that […]
Sarah A. O’Brien studies Creative Writing and Studio Art, with a concentration in cheap red wine. She will be an alumnus of Providence College
Miki Fukuda’s poems have appeared in journals including Talking Writing, Off the Coast, Earthlines, Contemporary Verse 2, Eighteen Bridges and PRISM international and are forthcoming
Each day from dawn till late at night,
she only wished to do his will.