Issues

  • tempest

    painting by Christie Yu, ’18

  • basement (with the clock ticking)

    poem by Lexi Todorov, ’17 You reach to your pocket In response to an ersatz buzz, Spend it like time does, constant and with certainty. Hurry. Your time in the basement must be worth it, A watch full of ladders— Tears in your eyes, dear? They don’t matter. The water’s getting higher now— Shall you…

  • on the water cooler

    story by Niles Breuer, ’16 His tie was too tight. It was nothing major, of course, nothing debilitating. Just that his wife pulled that extra little fraction of an inch so that his collar pressed into the side of his neck. Or maybe it was the collar itself. She never liked to spend the extra…

  • a haunted melody

    poem by Rubina Daneschvar, ’17 A man’s fingers caress the keys of a piano by the window A crowd gathers, hypnotized by the man His fingers move up and down the instrument In his mind an orchestra appears and plays him a lullaby Outside the night is fading as the first glimpses of sun appear…