ONE POEM – Freya Zhang

You know the opposite of moonlight is a nest woven by darkness,
and you know your heart is a place where people ache,
where people no longer feed their birds on fire.

ONE POEM – Nora Selmani

what it would be like to be a skeleton.

what would happen if each dermal layer melted into the air
& my red stop light flesh went with it
without so much as a snap, crackle or pop?

ONE POEM – Elizabeth Ruth Deyro

Cold waters caress my feet like lovers kept apart
by chance. Foam meets flesh. Flesh kisses sand deeply,
forming wet clay against my soles. I press harder—

SHORT STORY – Viv Mah

In the worst of Anna’s dreams, Eric is always at his best: more alert, more alive, and more charming than she can remember.