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Cagey

By | 2017-03-22T13:59:44+00:00 March 23rd, 2017|Categories: Issue 17: 23 Mar 2017|Tags: , , |

By Koushik Banerjea   “What are you doing?” He was surprised by the question, believing himself to have been alone. He had been admiring himself in a shard of mirror he had found earlier, discarded on the dirt road snaking around the park. Gauging his reflection, he tried to look haughty, then severe, by turns flaring [...]

When Our Culture Is Los Angeles Instead of Joshua Tree, This Is How We Elect a President

By | 2017-03-22T15:18:58+00:00 March 23rd, 2017|Categories: Issue 17: 23 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Peter Brown Hoffmeister    Part I Sunrise, the first day in Joshua Tree, a Purple-Bibbed Hummingbird flits and dips into the late March blooms off my back patio, and a male House Finch, head red as a carpet in Hollywood, chatters with his mate about mosquito meals and black-fly-bacon for breakfast. I turn and watch a [...]

Curry’s Common Ground

By | 2017-03-22T15:21:35+00:00 March 23rd, 2017|Categories: Issue 17: 23 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Mary Petiet   The man behind the counter glances between the potent spice mixes and my ten-year-old son. “You like this?” the man asks in a heavy Pakistani accent. He starts ringing up the sale, and cultures connect as my blond towhead grins widely and tells him he loves curry. When I was ten years old, [...]

i’m sawing off my roots

By | 2017-03-22T14:48:33+00:00 March 23rd, 2017|Categories: Issue 17: 23 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Cyrus Parker   watching the place i had called home for twenty-five years turn red for the first time in twenty-four— on a night that would determine the future of not only myself, but so many other people, many whose entire livelihoods were on the line— was the first time i had ever been ashamed [...]

Miscarriage

By | 2017-03-06T10:19:44+00:00 March 16th, 2017|Categories: Issue 16: 16 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Heather Herrman   A month ago, I lost my daughter to a miscarriage. Science did not tell me she was a girl, but I knew it through every bone in my body. My great-grandmother, Wilhelmina Volk, came from Germany when she was sixteen to an arranged marriage with a drunk. The man gave her two [...]

The Candidate

By | 2017-03-05T00:22:22+00:00 March 16th, 2017|Categories: Issue 16: 16 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Bebe Kern   Out of television into living daylight, like the nightmare demon of my Southern girlhood, the specter is everywhere: dirty ballcap man in the pickup with a truck-size Rebel flag flying over Mardi Gras; salesman with a leer; frat boy drunk on Dewar’s and privilege mocking a sissy, marking territory on the lawn [...]

The Invisible

By | 2017-03-09T04:23:20+00:00 March 16th, 2017|Categories: Issue 16: 16 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Jason Metz   You do not see us, so let me show you. I’ll start here, with a needle. First, there’s an antiseptic pad to sterilize the injection area, to the left of the belly button, just below a birthmark. The needle is more like a fat pen, a pre-filled syringe encased in plastic with [...]

Better Than Truth

By | 2017-03-04T16:25:07+00:00 March 16th, 2017|Categories: Issue 16: 16 Mar 2017|Tags: , , |

By Jens Köhler   We had hoped that truth would set us free We believed “If you See Something, Say Something” applied to things deadlier than misplaced luggage. Things like: the destruction of habitats, human and other; systems that punish blackness and brownness and femaleness; “alternative facts”. We Saw, We Said. We had hoped that [...]

No More Cream Puffs

By | 2017-03-10T15:03:08+00:00 March 9th, 2017|Categories: Issue 15: 9 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Darrell Petska   Can't you feel it? That chokehold on our throats— write like this say it like that be dignified, calm, aloof— Hell, today's hands demand poems hard as a brick. Frilly little rhymes? Maybe Sundays with tea. Something afraid of us wants our words meek, not defiant: "Go ahead, throw your cream puffs. Now [...]

Something More

By | 2017-03-02T17:39:29+00:00 March 9th, 2017|Categories: Issue 15: 9 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Cynthia Romanowski   2017: January. Huntington Beach. I'm on my couch. Tears rolling down. Obama just thanked Michelle in his farewell and I've finally lost it. This is not about politics, at least it doesn't feel like it, it feels like something more. In the kitchen my boyfriend opens a package from the mail. It's the [...]

Patriotism Reconsidered

By | 2017-03-02T17:20:47+00:00 March 9th, 2017|Categories: Issue 15: 9 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Lucinda Marshall   My anthem is the serenade of birds, sung without regard for map lines delineating human assumption of dominion over that which cannot be possessed, and I will not pledge allegiance to, or defend a flag of illusory freedom. As the sun greets each day, I will bravely stand up—against racism, gendered hate, [...]

Brother, Can You Spare the Time?

By | 2017-03-09T15:13:45+00:00 March 9th, 2017|Categories: Issue 15: 9 Mar 2017|Tags: , |

By Kevin Patrick McCarthy   Every day, impoverished buskers lay down a diverse soundtrack on the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder. Even as we studiously avoid their eyes, we’re ensnared in their webs of mood and memory. They count on our collective wondering and remembered joys. My favorite is a skinny longhair. His white whiskers are choppy, [...]