for Jason Stover We became friends in the age of health and lightness, your cheeks awash in a pink and gentle joy. The small moments remembered – your gentle gesture as you tucked a frayed collar into place, your bits of song sneaking into, taking over, conversation, outside of art class, in line…
Category: Issue 14
Issue 14.1 – Nonfiction
He was coming down the street toward me. Today. When I was going to my physiotherapist’s office for treatment, after an operation. Years ago, I would have broken into a sweat at the sight of him, wondering what to say. Or not say. This time, he recognized me, flagging me down, and I, with an…
Issue 14.1 – Fiction
In the beginning, God created heaven and earth. And God said, “Let there be love!” And there appeared before him a vast spread of playing cards. And God said to the archangel Azrael, “What is this?” And Azrael replied, “Your greatness, this is the game of Memory.” And God said to the angel, “How do we…
Issue 14.1 – Poetry
Once I loved with my eyes closed. I reached out, asked the goddesses and foremothers for strength. Open my chest, I said, and birth me a girl whose body bleeds with the power of every woman who walked before her, who knew the possibility of an exposed heartbeat. And they did. I placed my own…
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