Laury Charland Creative Writing Editor She watched the desert stretch on, a vast wasteland of nothingness and memories she’d rather...

Adrian Darwent Contributor Okay. I’m listening Two hearts beating An autumn flutter Wings powdered together Sticky like your gloves At...

Tanya Lemieux Contributor An avalanche hiding behind The mist of a crushing crowd. “Is it better to speak or die?”[1] If only I could...

Cedric Boudreau Contributor It spends its leisure reading old books made of leather rotting green brown The damp book, heavy with mold,...

Victoria Volpato Contributor The constellations smiled at each other. They winked and flirted and danced and floated; Gemini held — arm...