

Blue Masks
Greg Keeler
“It didn’t take long before I was glowering at others who’d forgotten theirs.”

Quiet Nights I Listen to the River
Elizabeth Eklund
“While I’m restless myself, I find reassurance in the river’s constant drone, which accompanies the andante of my heartbeat.”



as your little nightingale
Berkay Bayram
“always been a big fan of nightingales
and fascinated by how they serenade their spouses.
they got a secret language to speak to each other’s souls. “

Revelation
Charles Rammelkamp
“They used to hammer me as a kid
with Jesus dying on the cross for me,
as if I owed something
to this guy I’d never met,
a debt I’d never be able to repay.”


Under Pressure
Hibah Shabkhez
“If I might die, if you might die, if we might die, if anyone can die not of some vague anything at some vague anytime but of this, today or tomorrow or next week, is this really what you want to spend your last days on?”

I Still Cough Up Pearls
Sunny Talero
“we melted together so quickly
no one could hear me scream.”

The Mourning Call
Staginald “Jaye” Walthour
“They called it ‘the gay plague.’ It didn’t stop a small-town Georgia man from dancing.”

Between Two Worlds
Arpa Hacopian
“It takes between twelve and sixteen hours to get from the ‘third world’ to the ‘first’ by plane, but it would take approximately 87,600 hours to comprehend the differences between the two.”

To the hair tie that snapped
Ayling Dominguez
I’m sorry that I asked you
to hold so much
back

Before and After
Jeremy Trager
“I had lost something, but there was opportunity in that loss.”

The Hydrangeas Never Bloomed Last Year
Jason de Koff
“They continued to bask in golden glows
and wave and bow to passers-by,
but this was not the time for buds
to form and shine on cue”

Asthma, A Short History
Connor Harrison
A breathing exercise for the chronically breathless.


A Year in Bloom
Melissa Calderon-Rougié
“I awaken free of all my yesterdays
emerge a bruised garden”

Desire/Knowledge/Integrity/Humility/Perspective/Truth
Mitchell Nobis
Reflections on jazz, fatherhood, childhood, and the things that find their way into the space between our ears.

The Last Page of 2020
Judy DeCroce and Antoni Ooto
“Sometimes a crack of light is all there is.”
