A magazine of LIT + ART.
So when we get home I open the refrigerator and scream “DEPRESSION!” at the eggs. I fry three of them in the saucepan. We eat lunch unequally yolked
My mom wanted to be buried under a boulder. It might have been a Jesus thing. Ma was unique, or trying to be. She picked it out years before she died and U-Hauled it onto our lawn herself. After we’d had the thing a few months, I sort of forgot about it. It was nice to sit and lean against for shade in our treeless subdivision, and it had a mostly flat side that you could sort of play wall ball with so long as none of the neighbor kids were stupid enough to miss. After a while, it was more or less a fact of life, and kind of pretty from certain angles.
I was passing through Fort Dick with a truckload of swine for slaughter, when I made a stop at a roadside diner, Lou’s Steak Shack or something. It wasn’t that long since quarantine, and I was still savoring every last breath of open air, like sea in those parts, settling on the skin.
To be honest, we like Harrison Freeman a ridiculous amount. This versatile, baseball-loving painter captures the awkwardness of being alive.
Madeline McGrane takes vampires to a whole new level. Blending the classic castles with western themes, surfer culture, outer space, and teen drama, her vampires know no bounds.
In these days of autumn bliss, we bring you Andrea Jacobs. Strong and powerful - Andrea Jacobs boldly expresses the personal and spiritual experiences of being a woman.
When you’re here, you should check your idea of reading as a status symbol at the door and enjoy yourself. We prefer art that keeps it simple while packing a punch, and we think art and culture is best enjoyed with enthusiasm that hasn’t been dipped in ten-dollar words.
Our online magazine isn’t our print mag’s subordinate—it’s a living, breathing publication that’s accessible to anyone (with internet access) at any time at no cost. And by pairing all of our writing with art, we’re not just making our website pretty—we’re making reading more approachable on the whole.
The world’s full of misfits channeling their creativity in ways that give gatekeepers nightmares. Much as we’d like to tilt our heads toward the slush pile and default to the excuse of “we work with what we’re given,” that’s complacent, and complacency is uncool.