In the remote and forgotten northwestern corner of Vietnam looms the vast, rugged and rain-drenched Hoang Lien Mounta…
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New Poetry by Shawn McCann: “All I Can Do Is Watch” and “No Way To Fight Back”
New Poetry by Shawn McCann: “All I Can Do Is Watch” and “No Way To Fight Back”
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New Nonfiction by Larry Abbott: The Photographic Self-Portraits of Ron Whitehead
There Is No Such Thing as an Unwounded Soldier Ron Whitehead works in a variety of photographic series: Eye of the S…
New Nonfiction: “One Woman’s History of Sexual Abuse in Prison” by Patty Prewitt
Missouri inmate Patty Prewitt has been in prison for almost 40 years. She is serving a life sentence for the murder o…
New Nonfiction: “A Bridge” by Kent Jacobson
Take me to the alley Take me to the afflicted ones Take me to the lonely ones that Somehow lost their way …
New Poetry from Virginia Schnurr: “Touchstone” and “Valentine for Lewis Carroll”
TOUCHSTONE My child’s fairy-tale quilt is frail: the wizard ripped, the prince bald, the fairy’s wing clipped. Only t…
New Fiction from John P. Palmer: “Lasting Impacts”
Johnny felt the oak floor tilt sharply below him. He had no idea what was happening or why, and he was frightened. Th…
New Poetry from Alita Pirkopf: “Roadkill,” “Sounds of the Past,” “Spring,” and “Unhealthy”
ROADKILL I bring you blood in buckets,a heart that I hear, a palsied hand.It has been eight, tenyears, my issue.The s…
New Poetry from Jesse Frewerd: “Symphony”
Ballistic medleys project ambition, while dancing tones find their pitch. There is unexpected buoyancy in our youth. …
New Poetry from Ron Riekki: “my”
my brain was left back in the war, the burialof ci…
A Brief History of an Apology
Here are questions. How is it possible to engage in a process of healing for the evils of history? Who has the …
Artist Profile: Singer-Songwriter Jason Moon
Jason Moon served in Iraq with a combat engineering battalion. He returned to the States in 2004 and was eventually d…
New Fiction from Lisa Erin Sanchez: “Signatures of Ghosts”
He had one scar when I met him, a single blow to the back of his neck in the soft fleshy space between head gear and …
New Fiction from John Darcy: “Sorry I Missed Your Call”
An hour before the drive, Bubs finds himself sucking down an edible. A big blowout blowtorched dab of a brownie. He c…
New Poetry by Aaron Wallace
Blackhawk Truck 2 is hit, and they’re calling for the medic, and I’m out of my truck kneeling next to the driver – I …
New Fiction: “Plink, Rack” by Steven Kiernan
There are many moving parts in a gun. There’s the trigger, which most people mistakenly believe is what fires the who…