i sit with glasses

It’s a wretched thing that I need glasses. Smugly, each is perched or nestled with me, I am made a pack mule and a yoked beast. They are different though, … Read More

Every Book Is Romantic

Written by David Joël La Boon I make a point to walk into every bookstore I see or to take the long way through town giving me reason to see … Read More

Desert Keep

Written by Ashley Johnson Who now keeps the desert We held in our upturned palms – A cradled, sun-fallen mirage flung far against the sanded hearts of mountains? Who now … Read More

Mary Christmas

Written by Stephen Schelling “Daddy, why is my name ‘Mary’?” six-year-old Mary asked her father, Christopher. They were sitting on a sofa together, Mary resting in her father’s warm arms, … Read More

Boy, You’re Going to Carry That Weight a Long Time

Written by Stephen Schelling   The young man fidgeted outside the conference room door. He adjusted his poorly knotted tie and tried to smooth his wrinkled suit. He took a … Read More

Grandma Ava

Written by Stephen Schelling Photographed by Jeremy Wong It’s Ava!” Grandma Ava practically yelled. “‘A’ as in say, not ‘A’ as in apple. How come you never figured that out?” … Read More

Aliens

Written by J.L. Clarke It amazes me, the varied amounts of pain we humans can feel, how deep and personal and unknown betrayal can be, how we have the capability … Read More

Frames of Reference

Written and photographed by Stephen Schelling Cerberus sat inside a restaurant in Vientiane having a three-way conversation inside its heads. The restaurant was small. There was no menu. There was … Read More