Josh drove around the winding campus twice before he recognized where he was. He rifled through his brain, trying to find where he’d...

i. a cracked door on a winter morning bracing wind and slivered light steam from a coffee mug lit by sunrise, and onrushing of waking....

by Danielle Gennaro Thus, the world was created, is what you shout at me over a compostable tray soaked in yesterday’s leftovers, ...

]you wrote your suicide note on a tarot card and cut your wrists with crystals when you forgot to set your affirmation your world is...

You were four the first time you realized you could turn your body into a bomb, the explosion knocked you back onto the Kindergarten rug,...

lovers claw at each other’s skin fingers of sweat transform into bloody tributaries pull pleasure from the mouth of pain harsh and...

Violets would be roses If we found value in the Hues that remind us of Midnight, And the soil that gives birth To pomegranates, And the...

She reminds me of A sculpture I saw somewhere, sometime, Maybe an urn of tombs In Cairo, Or a carving in the cobblestones of Venice, But...