Kaleidoscope Miracle by Jordan Muscal
Kaleidoscope Miracle by Jordan Muscal
Self-portrait Inside Those Red Fish Eyes
Self-Portrait Inside Those Two Red Fish Eyes by Zeil Saldivar They think that we can’t see With a filter— over these eyes. But we prefer to say That we just have open minds. Everyone can’t seem to believe That there is more than just— blue In the vast open sea. As our souls resemble the…
Gone Glasses by Paloma Santamarina
Gone Glasses by Paloma Santamarina ‘Twas the early morn in Anchorage When my glasses simply fled While I was leaning over the ocean They dropped straight from my head. O glasses, poor glasses, falling a thousand miles down. O glasses, poor glasses, I had to watch them drown. We were about to get on…
It Rained Last Night by Sofia Williams
It Rained Last Night by Sofia Williams It rained last night. it always seemed to be raining then the world was either trying to drown or dry us out grass crunched yellow and pale or drowned yards below reservoir spillage Our feet crunched over oak leaves before sinking into mud. it’s strange how oxygen…
Earthly Paradise by Oliver Hoffman
Earthly Paradise by Oliver Hoffman Moon face. Big, beautiful cornfields. Everything that exists in the Ameri Cain Midwest. Hey there. The Garden of Eden in Jackson County Exiled from the state so far gone. Here, Eve has moon face pregnant with twins. That’s cool. She’s cooler on the doc. First Sphere of Heaven. She’s not…
What Argos Said But No One Could Hear by Adela Nicolae
What Argos Said But No One Could Hear by Adela Nicolae I have waited faithfully for you. Twenty years of the same beachside view, Sniffing briny air and gray stones. The shores painted with our memories, Where we spent evenings under night’s deep veil, Have not been graced by your ships for twenty years.…
Horse Painting by Faina Maredia
Horse Painting By Faina Maredia
dr4 by Tyler Trevino
dr4 By Tyler Trevino Tyler Trevino is a multimedia artist with a focus on DIY music and culture in Houston, TX. Through his magazine, Temp Tats, he documents the scene through photography, journalism, and video.
Esoteric Dolls by Ivy Fallon
Esoteric Dolls By Ivy Fallon
Mothers, not Fathers by Jordan Muscal
Mothers, not Fathers Jordan Muscal Every morning we leave the children and the husband. We know we must return. We know it is fathers, not mothers, who are allowed to run away. So we wake at 3:30, long before the beach grows crowded, polluted, with tourists and toddlers. We slip into the bathing…
Red Plastic Moving Day by Luka Neal
Red Plastic Moving Day by Luka Neal A small, crumpled up face frowned back at me as my mother carried me to the courtyard in front of our house, the same one I live in today. My first memory of my sister, tugging at my father’s pants while glaring me down with unsure brown…
British Museum by Eva Rami
The British Museum by Eva Rami It’s dark in the British Museum. The halls are empty, and I take advantage of the late night desertion. My footsteps echo As I weave through the labyrinths of rooms and corridors, Until I stop in front of a glass mantle, atop which sits A jewel. It’s red…
Stop Right There by Elliot Stravato
Stop Right There by Elliot Stravato Elliot Stravato is a senior visual artist at HSPVA. His work explores themes of perspective and perception, usually in the context of passage and identity. plans to go to Brown University in the fall.
Redacted by Rhea Brennan
Redacted by Rhea Brennan invisible hands are not always silent they wrap around the unlatched mouth, the screams burning holes through each finger, but the hands aren’t the familiar ones sewed together with veins and skin whose palms reach towards a promised sky, but some sort of middle ground from the hunter and the…