(digital illustration) My abuelo and I would go on long walks together and he'd stop me and say "Escucha!" ("Listen!"). He'd tell me that...

(Watercolor and gouache on paper , 16 x 10 cm , 2021) A river winds through the Italian valley where I live. It’s often polluted by...

You can find Mrs. Hira’s daycare in the apartment complex on 50th and Lake Street, the one you were told to steer away from as a child....

To Be Clear: A Femme Fatale (Gender-Neutral!) Guides You Through A Noir Film in Bollywood (First Of Its Kind! Tickets Open Now!) I should...

after Japanese Breakfast Turn around and look into the camera, then look at me. I want to believe in you. In cinema we can preserve our...

daylight sinks gradual like a truck on dead tires. a time for collapse and shadows, creeping the way water grows ice out on cold...

after J Jennifer Espinoza Sometimes, when you pull me close & tell me you could be the one, I antagonize the word love. I measuretape my...

lightning strikes in the barest of places. twelve pm on a warm april thursday. clarity, the bag in my mother’s room. clarity, those words...

& the ocean no longer speaks of despair. We sit unafraid with our toes in water, gather every crumb with bare hands. Fourth of July: the...

the shadow of the tree drips black fruit on forest floor. fruit, sounding like water country in chinese, blooms from the mouth of my...

after paige lewis i like the way your teeth clack. is that weird? i like your conspicuous color. i like how your back bends. i prefer...

first printed in Half Mystic Journal —and I mold this form into a ventriloquist. What is a serenade except a game of clues ruled by...