Longing Once more I tread this course, One I know far too well, I enter with hope as well as caution, For I hope to know your beauty as well as I do your horrors I am soaked in the overwhelming need for you, Yet I still feel the burns from our last encounter, So Read More…
Author: spaquette1
Poetry by Anisa Tavares
lost the bed is still warm from when you once lay here with me in solemn rest where i once dreamt a perfect dream stolen adolescence shielded in shining afternoons, every thought cursed to be all-consumed by you. the forefront of my mind always looking ahead, but something, somehow, always wondering if Read More…
Ray and the Dog II by Ben Comeau
Ray stepped through the door and into the harsh cold. The wind was light but sharp and the daylight awesome but distant and unwarming. He was about to step off the curb before catching himself. The blue painted door to the coffee shop closed behind him, silencing the unnerving conversation between the cashier and the Read More…
Ray and the Dog by I Ben Comeau
It was so quiet in Ray’s house he could hear the popping of bubbles in his seltzer can and the hot water boiling in the radiators. It was so quiet in the house he even heard the houseplant squeak as a new leaf inched closer to unfurling from the base. A swift gulp from Read More…
Photography by Amanda Rioux
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Succession Silhouette by Mariah Horvitz
Selected Poems from The Flint by Stephanie Paquette LeBlanc
Plastic Over Paper You said we needed milk. We went to Red’s on Brayton Ave. I asked if I could go in with you. “No,” you said. “I’ll be quick,” you said. You weren’t quick. You came back and went to the back of the van with a bag. The bag was brown. Brown? Read More…
Wolf King Prologue by Aidan Danforth
The medieval world is a land of opportunity and power. Within that land lies many conflicts, both internal and external, that can result in the rise or fall for anyone who wishes to change their world. The unknown land of “The Wolf King” houses ten provinces, each housed by one lord whose task is to Read More…
Back to Beirut by Ghenwa Elkhoury
“Book the quickest ticket and get out of there”, his panicked voice says over the breaking line, “it’s not worth it”. But it is worth it. Anyone who has ever experienced a Mediterranean sunset from a mountain’s peak in Laklouk would know, every damn second is worth it. You get there two days before Read More…
364 Days by Barbara Gurgel
We were not “meant” to be together. Fuck that notion. I rage against the thought That our love was, somehow, Written in the stars. The stars look cold and far away. We are warm, We are here. I love you because I wanted to. I staked out my claim on your flesh With my own Read More…