Issue E3

Omphalophobia “Will you be as gods? Gaze in your omphalos”.– Ulysses, James Joyce I have a deep…

Petaled Geography We grow plants uncommon in Pennsylvania. Like cotton.Cotton bolls, our own bit of…

How does one speak of love amnesia is an attic full of salvation,a tainted spine…

is first of all not a person with anyedges. She has a strong middle but…

She plucked and weeded melike her private garden.Tending to melike a page from her Koran,or…

The Pianist Pruning my words as tranquil targets,three girls aged ten trebled my responseto our…