An Island off the Georgia coast, 1780 A heron shrugs in the wind, her wings a fringed shawl reminding me it's cold. I need one of my own. The candle is almost done, shriveled beneath its greater fl...

The Secret Life of Annie B. by Teresa Tennyson

Angel’s Island, California, 1911 At night, she hears water washing over the rocks and wind rasping through the rusted screen of the barracks window. She dreams of a dragon’s shadow spreading over wa...

The Gods Decide Words by Joyce Bingham Art by Kaci Ellison

We must not be frightened nor cajoledinto accepting evil as deliverance from evil. -Robert Hayden, Words in the Mourning Time, 1968 Cold November Monday, 1995, Detroit Channel 4’s live coverage of...

Vienna, 1938 There is a change, though none can say it plain, A difference held in how the hours proceed; The trams still run along the Kärntner line, Yet fewer names appear when once we’d read. The...

The careful watch for broken weft— the fault betrays a wand’ring mind. The windows frame a cagedness out of which the thought may fly— oh, narrowed girlhood! To tame the wooden beast must I! and rue...

April 1935, Boise City, Oklahoma, after the Black Sunday dust storm. Lulled calm by the cool of the moon dust settles into the cracks of your walls cakes thick the corners of your eyes while you sle...

Call for Fiction and Poetry Submissions is Open Call for Visual Art is Open

Appeal by already free coworker from Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass I knew your Master Auld. He was my boss on many jobs. I let him talk, and always he’d convince himself he was the k...