The Missing Mother
By Visual Art Issue 113
I maintain that we need more of her: the vessel, the container, the harbor.
Read MoreTonight, if the Fog Does Not Rise
By Poetry Issue 113
I need / a blessing and I am not blessed.
Read MoreIn the Studio
By Visual Art Issue 113
I think now is an interesting time, when the dialogue between religion and science can advance our understanding of the world like a mirror.
Read MoreI Know Where I’m Going
By Fiction Issue 113
Jonah was on the lookout for enemies everywhere, just like his late father, whose vigilance ultimately proved prophetic if futile.
Read MoreSpringtime Romance
By Poetry Issue 113
On the decay of flowers. “I love the way they teach me to love / the things I can’t get close enough to.”
Read MoreWhat Might Be Most
By Poetry Issue 113
Perhaps all these / years God has denied me / the little grace / I hoped for in preparation / for the larger / one
Read MoreSarah’s Blessings (Or, Is There Such a Thing as Inappropriate Laughter?)
By Fiction Issue 113
She was pretty sure she was too crazy to be a mother, and when the yearnings showed up, every few years, they now passed quickly.
Read MoreFrom Internal Combustion
By Poetry Issue 113
“The old / cars had iron, the new, light aluminum / alloy, chromium, even plastic. / My father-in-law with Alzheimer’s walking / along Highway 6 to flag a semi.”
Read MoreParable
By Poetry Issue 113
“Parable, / which is to say / not an allegory. An opportunity / for displacement.”
Read MoreWhite Spaces
By Fiction Issue 113
When fiction leaves questions unanswered
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