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.

COMFORT FOODS // Pawpaw Meat – Miriam Gauntlett

I don’t look Chinese, I don’t speak the language besides a few words here and there, and I have never met any of my Chinese family besides my grandmother; put simply, I don’t have much Chinese cultural knowledge at all. And yet, my grandmother gave birth to my mother, and my mother gave birth to me.

ONE POEM – Debatri Das

Photo by Gayatri Malhotra on Unsplash Debatri Das is a student studying English Literature in Kolkata, India. Her work has previously appeared in LangLit, Muse India and Esthesia Magazine. Her interests include feminism, gender constructions and how that operates within her immediate surrounding.  Things they said to young girls i.…….Don’t say that you don’t like this ………Or you…