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Illustration by Simone Williamson Do you want to watch a documentary? Poem by Katie Selbee Our days slip in to each other’s. Smooth like you, they lean forward, hesitate a moment and fold in to themselves like wet paper coffee filters and closing newspapers; we can’t tell whose day is whose anymore and I am here

On the Way Poetry by Afeed Areifiz You know what I grew up on? Fish, rice, curry, and the stories of a generation that had to beg for them I grew up on badly-paved streets, faulty drainage and whispers of electricity, and the lives of the people who had fallen in love with them I

Illustration by Mormei Zanke Angle of repose Poem by Michael Pendreigh Foreshocks ignored: reliving her soft temples against my thumbs kiss her forehead. Now she is a foot away a canyon between us, paralyzed on the fringe in a frozen state seized by the seventh Hades. A gust of wind beckons her body to mine: let

I Open My Mouth Poem by Rachel Kim I open my mouth to speak and blossoms tumble off my tongue— thin wet petals wrinkled, ripped, stemless, so they wither before they’re dried and hung on someone’s wall. I open my mouth to speak and a cactus anchors itself in my throat with needles full of