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  • Tasting the Vanilla: (De)Cyphering Beyonce’s A Woman Like Me

    By: Anamitra Bora If I thought too long about the vanilla exploding in my mouth mingled with salted caramel, sticky toffee, and brownie and bound to the conjunctive lyrics of Beyonce’s A Woman Like Me, I would abdicate the primacy of words on pages, let myself dissolve into prosody, and embrace a sort of “diva-ism”…

  • The Pitchfork

    By E.P. Lande Over the years, we have agreed to stable other peoples’ horses, generally horses belonging to those working for us, or horse owners we know who are in need of temporary boarding, as we operate the farm for our personal enjoyment.

  • The Day I Remembered My Soul

    By Nolo Segundo When I was 24, I killed myself. I put it that bluntly because it was not an attempted suicide, a cry for help, but a decision to self-murder. Yes, it was a desperate act, a last attempt to escape what my mind feared as lifetime imprisonment in a mental asylum [they still…

  • The Bayou

    By Kaylie Whitley The old screen door snaps shut in the bayouwhile outside nature thrives. Cicadas buzz like white noisethat lulls wakeful babies to sleep.Mosquitos ski on murky watersflowing through the stream.Spanish moss hangs low.It reaches down;an outstretched handfrom the branches of bald cypress trees.Drips of rain leave ripples in the water.Wind rushes through leaves…