ISSUE 4
Starvation
By Haven Hawkins
Everybody has a story. This is mine. It’s the story of my body, my starvation. Pictures of hollow checks, ribs stabbing at the flesh, legs shakenly holding a frail corpse. Demons are like vultures picking at dead flesh, muscle, fat, anything that conceals bones. Why choose starvation, why choose the fate that would cause one to be envied as a woman after being a victim?..
Are You Gone?
By Kelsey Donnelly
Gentle, blushing white petals fall from a blossoming tree.
A trick of the light.
Shadows flash like a light switch flicked on and off, and the low hum of a bumble bee
rumbles.
Of hundreds of bumble bees…
The Dream Catchers
By Kathnie Fabre
My Mother has always told me I was a dream catcher.
Now my dream is far from reach, it’s in my head and not my hand. Do you know how long it took me to get here?! I can barely fucking breathe without some spineless jerk telling me I am not good enough. I am so damn good and they just can’t see it, because maybe it’s not meant for them to see. You think that it makes me happy to be in a room full of people who have what I want? Audition after Audition after audition, rejection upon rejection…
Broken Chains
By Nathalia Collazo
Andrea struggles to keep things afloat at her job at a local B&B. Keeping herself busy with University and cooking usually keeps her mind off things. She is a sous chef, and in the late afternoon she is a student. On the weekends and sometimes during the week, she cares for her nephew Leo. He is an energetic and playful three year old. Andrea loves her nephew but cannot focus on her school assignments whenever she has to watch him. The unbalanced work schedule of her sister and brother-in-law can sometimes make it difficult for them to take care of Leo, so this happens a lot…
ISSUE 3
“Dawson House” – By Erin Dunn
“A Thursday Night in January” – By Megan Agrillo
“The Caretaker and the Child” – By Camille Vail
ISSUE 2
“Surfside Visions”: A Short Story
by Erin Dunn
The old harbor docks creaked in the summer wind. A steadfast centerpiece of activity, ripe with people and boats, seagulls and silver fish. Hulls knocked against wooden planks and ropes slapped against decks. A vibrant hum of life sounded from amidst the waves. The symphony beckoned to passersby, a moonlit sonata on the waterfront…
Sand Dollar –Melissa Tagliarini