Matina Vossou is a self-taught artist living in Athens, Greece. She uses acrylics and a toothpick, a technique she learned from her father, a naïve painter. She paints faces like perfectly unfinished mosaics of emotions and ideas. Continue reading Matina Vossou, Artist Spotlight No. 39
Linnea Ryshke (American, born in Los Angeles, CA) creates paintings, drawings, artist books, installations, and poetry that seek to restore the value of nonhuman animals as kindred beings worthy of our adoration, respect, and empathy. Continue reading Linnea Ryshke, Artist Spotlight No. 38
Shu Tu is an artist working in multiple disciplines. She has a BFA from Parsons School of Design and studied fashion accessories at Cordwainers at London College of Fashion. Continue reading Shu Tu, Artist Spotlight No. 37
One day (which we must all understand to mean many years ago now) a girl in her mother’s kitchen cuts a lock of her shiny hair, sets it in resin, and promises to live forever. When she is ninety-three and dying, she calls grey loved ones into the room to give these instructions: Continue reading Flash No. 16 – Taylor V. Card
ARTIST STATEMENT The figure is the embodiment of the human experience. It is the site of courage, joy, and love, of compassion, fear, and pain, of struggle, loneliness, and frustration, of sorrow, of loss. As a narrative, figurative painter, I use the figure to depict these universal emotions. A narrative is time captured in a moment. The synthesis of the photographic and the painted image, … Continue reading Patrice Sullivan, Artist Spotlight No. 36
ARTIST STATEMENT Through the intimate lens of my own life I examine issues of race and whiteness, gender and sexuality, trauma and abuse. I have been transfixed with how to create a visceral understanding of experience through objects. Creating objects and environments that conjure connections to the past from family histories, colonial legacies to religious traditions. Using the materiality of craft as a mode of … Continue reading Heather Marie Scholl, Artist Spotlight No. 35
ARTIST STATEMENT Adeet Deshmukh images capture the interplay between light/shadow and emotion/composition—in the streets of Manhattan and Mumbai, in the faces of family and strangers, and in the fields of Iceland and the Midwest. Works by © Adeet Deshmukh Adeet Deshmukh is a New York City based photo editor, photographer, and designer. He has had shows in Chicago and New York, and his work has … Continue reading Adeet Deshmukh, Artist Spotlight No. 34
ARTIST STATEMENT The Project “Chasing Rainbows” is about the perception of the world of feelings. No one fell the exactly one emotion at the time, it’s always the crazy waterfall with undertones of sensations. And this rainbow of feelings Van Lanigh interprets in her works by running away from the real world of colors to the imaginary universe of impressions. Works by © Van Lanigh … Continue reading Van Lanigh, Artist Spotlight No. 33
A Tale of Two Maps By Peter Gregg Slater Knowing how I love maps, the owner of a bookstore in Washington, D.C. brought out two for me to look over during a 2019 visit. The first, a world map from 1578, displayed the surrealistic continents and islands characteristic of the period’s cartography. Tiny ships bravely sailed its seas, a few ominously heading towards waters marked: … Continue reading Flash No. 15 – Peter Gregg Slater
ARTIST STATEMENT The submitted pieces are part of a nine-piece collection called ‘Our World,’ where each piece presents a metaphor inspired by the 2020 quarantine. Their surreal imagery may allude to heavy grief, unyielding desperation, social outcasts, or to those who have suddenly realized that they’ve lost their way (to name a few). These narratives are familiar to each of us. We have experienced them … Continue reading June Lin, Artist Spotlight No. 32
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By Katie Mauro Zeigler
If I could talk, I would tell you that I used to have sex with the windows open and the moonlight and a man’s hands at the small of my back. I would tell you how it felt to bring a baby into the world and how my first period came at twelve. Continue reading Flash No. 14 – Katie Mauro Zeigler
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Michelle Saffran, Artist Spotlight No. 31
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Keri Kimura, Artist Spotlight No. 30
Fomorians By Peter F. Crowley You’re a piss reminder of an everlasting hotel. She spoke in a fiery tone. The man waddled side-to-side and began patting a penguin. He glanced to a chalkboard behind the penguin, where were written the words: We’ve broken glass, crushed marigold eyes, dethroned coughing cathedrals, driven Zambonis over subterranean rinks, planted flowers that scratch out esophagi – and now … Continue reading Flash No. 13 – Peter F. Crowley
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Antoinette Legnini, Artist Spotlight No. 29
Reunited in the Fourth House By Gary Singh After leaving the BART station, I visit my Berkeley astrologer at her spooky wooden house near Rose and Milvia, where paint-peeled steps take me to a porch milieu of hanging plants, ancient wicker sectionals, and apathetic cats. Soon enough, the door opens, revealing those same clear eyes of a clairvoyant nature I remember from morning Tarot … Continue reading Flash No. 12 – Gary Singh
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Jean Wolff, Artist Spotlight No. 28
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Jeff Rivers, Artist Spotlight No. 27
Slow Motion Man By Benjamin Davis His name was Eam. Reality shot him in slow motion. He worked in Spain, Salamanca, a bar called ‘El Submarino,’ the second bar, up the stairs. When he snapped open a beer, it took a minute. When he mixed a drink, it took ten. But, people waited, people watched. I waited. I watched. His eyes found me; eyes … Continue reading Flash No. 11 – Benjamin Davis
Toward Non-Volatile Memory By Soramimi Hanarejima Once again, you take us on “a short detour to see a memory”—meaning we’re going to visit some event in your past. So, I take a nap. To give you some privacy and get some respite from the strain time travel subjects the body to. I recline the time machine’s co-pilot seat (really more of a glorified passenger … Continue reading Flash No. 10 – Soramimi Hanarejima
Drag Racing By Catherine Martinez Torigian The last time I heard that sound I was a girl of fifteen, give or take a year. But it was only this morning that I realized it what it was, like a flash of heat lightning on a summer’s day, baffling until the thunder came. A man and woman from the new building on the corner walked … Continue reading Flash No. 9 – Catherine Martinez Torigian
Kapre Down Under By Ben Umayam Aspen trees proliferate primarily through root sprouts. Whole colonies can be traced to one gargantuan underground sprout. The colonies can extend from the Colorado Rockies to the Canadian ones. Aspen trees are like clones. They share identical characteristics from the single root structure. When they die, it’s almost like they don’t, another tree sprouts from the massive underground formation. … Continue reading Flash No. 8 – Ben Umayam
Morning Sun By David Joseph I remember the first time I saw “Morning Sun” by Edward Hopper. I was on a school trip from our high school in Cleveland. It was only a two hour drive down to the Columbus Museum of Art and, truth be told, I was more interested in spending the afternoon making out with my boyfriend than staring at art. Museums … Continue reading Flash No. 7 – David Joseph
The Missing Years By John Nicholson The engine idles as a wounded soldier recovers on the ground, holding his abdomen. Another soldier leans against the car. The smoke from his cigarette vanishes into the snowy canopy. The wounded man chokes as he recounts what happened to him. I. A Roadway in the Woods “It was just the two of us. I couldn’t.” The standing soldier … Continue reading Flash No. 6 – John Nicholson
Brief Encounter By Lucía Orellana Damacela It’s dark under the house, the smell of the sea —less than one mile downhill— expands my nostrils like desert flowers. From this underbelly, this rocky refuge, as I pass by, a sudden shimmer calls me in. I am wearing white cotton socks and plastic sandals that screech as I walk. Two small green-yellow lights are suspended in front … Continue reading Flash No. 5 – Lucía Orellana Damacela
The End Which Envelopes the End, a Bramble, a Rose By Elizabeth Kirschner Lonely, like a coffee mug on the shelf, I slow roll into the empty spot on the bed where we shed the best skin of our lives. We were a thing of beauty, weren’t we? A thing of beauty, us, this, before that man—not you!—shoved my face into the weeds. I can … Continue reading Flash No. 4 – Elizabeth Kirschner
A Gift By Christine Kendall Lourdes sat, thirsty, in her son’s old Mercedes sandwiched between delivery vans on East Seventy-Ninth Street. She studied the license plates of passing cars; all local—New York. “I’ll only be a minute, Mama.” That’s what he’d said before taking his tools and disappearing into one of the limestone apartment buildings. Lourdes smoothed her blouse at the neck and watched a … Continue reading Flash No. 3 – Christine Kendall
Conversation By Ana Hein It is dark when they talk. “You don’t have to do th–” “–I know.” “Okay… Maybe some other–” “–It’s alright.” “But–” “–Trust me.” “I do, but–” “–Aren’t you happy?” “I am, b–” “–Then what’s the problem?” “I’m not really su–” “–I think you’re going to like this.” “You–” “–Come on, I know what I’m doing.” “That’s not–” “–It’s not a big … Continue reading Flash No. 2 – Ana Hein
Brown Girl Blues By Rachel Werner “Yes. I cut myself.” “And NO, I am not white.” “But YES, my mother is.” These sentences I have said aloud. But the monologue I’ve pieced together for my own ears is: Everybody is a little bit crazy. So that’s WHY I am ‘crazy.’ Being alive is h-a-r-d; ‘though if I was walking around pretending like it wasn’t, … Continue reading Flash No. 1 – Rachel Werner
about a miscarriage, planned I want all your pieces bar the one you left here – again, I gulp a little death with oat milk, thick. dried parsley, vitamin c, & chamomile tea. Its mom’s grocery list. Its a junk drawer. what I’m trying to say is this is easy. what I’m mean is, I sleep through all the trauma. I dream of mulberries, Pooling. … Continue reading Poetry No. 60 – Kora Schultz
Three Short Poems To Hilda All my sisters died young too, fiddleheads doublebent under dew. Marketwomen collapsed to red bean jelly, my mother a mooncake around. The Atlantic I admire you for drowning the kids you drown for baring their bloat never merely snagging fat waterlimbs in your multitude plastics and corals. Body Poem I love only men who move like marsh-birds over … Continue reading Poetry No. 59 – Marco Harnam Kaisth
Nvyohi (Bedrock: the fundamental principle on which something is based.) “There’s beautiful artwork up there.” I’m told. Entering the rotunda in my elk tooth printed top, I glanced at the paintings that stood larger than the walls of my small home. All praising colonization. For the briefest of seconds, I felt my heart harden. Not into the pristine white marble that surrounded me. Or the … Continue reading Poetry No. 58 – Tiffany Pyette
Morning Makeup Routine: Ursula But they dote, and swoon, and fawn on a lady who’s withdrawn. What do you think I do? No, I wake up like this. I sleep in my makeup. I breathe only through red lips. The eyeshadow is a color stolen from water, my own personal blue. Some women have routines and other women have lives. Some women are dainty … Continue reading Poetry No. 57 – Robin Gow
Resonances deadpan tone emerges an invasion organs silent no more ask in decibels in blockages dislocated rhythms carrier of a surplus measured in heartbeats sound assault to the carotids what you hear is what you get echo reflects and gathers in black and white waves find a way home a calligraphic moon on a frequency asking for a sequel strings running through neck and body … Continue reading Poetry No. 56 – Lucía Orellana-Damacela
Line Segments, Counting i. The spaces defined & between them. Each calculation divides the other, running the gambit into place. ii. In another world, the pestilence reached us first. They looked like deathwatch beetles. This time, you could see them, & the way they grew, disgusted people. In another world, the organism grew longer, thinner. It fed differently & with more dexterity. This one was … Continue reading Poetry No. 55 – Haolun Xu
breakfast i wake up starving and ever since you left i can do whatever i want with my morning so i make the largest breakfast anyone’s ever seen. i empty the fridge and crisp it on the stove in one gelatinous glop: condiments, months-old leftovers, chicken bones, half-cut onions and forgotten carrots, allofit sizzles and amalgamates. with the crack of seven free range, cage free, … Continue reading Poetry No. 54 – Brendan Walsh
Resurrection I’ll never be able to imagine the level of shattered hope my Christian mother experienced when her son died Friday, and then died again on Easter Sunday Joseph Edwin Haeger is the author of Learn to Swim (University of Hell Press, 2015). His writing has recently appeared or is forthcoming in The Inlander, Drunk Monkeys, and X-R-A-Y Magazine. He occasionally tells people his … Continue reading Poetry No. 53 – Joseph Edwin Haeger
Sing, Ladies I’ll tell you of a song on Apollo’s nightstand about the gutters of Paris and themes of magnolia vines, emptiness, statistics about tsunamis, churches, zine artists, twelve-year plans, the debutante meetings on Tuesday evenings, where pink is disallowed and cucumbers encouraged, arthritis, green mango skin, Gucci, God, lilypads, Chrysler’s year-end sales event, bonsai trees, and gasoline fog suckling on the Golden Gate Bridge. … Continue reading Poetry No. 52 – Tashiana Seebeck
Yasica, Puerto Plata 1. When I lived in the mountains, I thought the same color meant the same taste. Tangerines, oranges and the sun. Citrus. When I saw my great-grandmother peel a tangerine with her bare hands while men used knives for oranges, she became God. I imagined what she could do with the sun. 2. When I returned to the mountains I was … Continue reading Poetry No. 51 – JP Infante
Ode to the Girls in VIP Exceptionally pretty and exceptionally bored, lacquered lips shut tight and straight, body not moving to the DJ’s pounding as you gaze dead-eyed down at us on the floor. I can’t help but wonder how many people you’ve fucked as I stare at you clutching your flute of $1000 champagne. Have you fucked as many people as me? And who … Continue reading Poetry No. 50 – Kate Wright
Custard The revolution is people The state is people I am a person I feel extremely miniature and poorly moisturized I am looking for a cult to join A cult of women so I can wear my long white linen dress and sway in a circle The hot touch of a hand The heavy jaw of my face that becomes lighter with each song If … Continue reading Poetry No. 49 – Kira Clark
Colma Walk We walked by the graveyard today Father’s Day And saw a group of five, sitting on the grass, On blankets, and wrapped, too, in blankets, this breezy Sunday. Each person sitting within three or four yards of the same tombstone We continued walking Father’s Day The five appeared, though we could not say for certain Appeared to be a family Perhaps a mother … Continue reading Poetry No. 48 – Tony Press
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Leah Oates, Artist Spotlight No. 26
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Summer J. Hart, Artist Spotlight No. 25
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Vanessa Charlot, Artist Spotlight No. 24
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Ted Vasin, Artist Spotlight No. 23
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading allison anne, Artist Spotlight No. 22
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Kon Markogiannis, Artist Spotlight No. 21
“By merging several seemingly incompatible worlds into a new universe, [Martine] tries to increase the dynamic between audience and author… Continue reading Lillian Young, Artist Spotlight No. 20
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