Letter from the Editors Accompanied by photography by Sulyn Godsey Title Poem: Woman Burning Sulyn Godsey Accompanied by "Dancing Flames" by Sulyn Godsey​ The Taste of Sorrow Jacqueline Knight Cotterill Accompanied by "Spout" by Stephen Biseño​ Magic Shop Inessa Carver Thaumatrope Christopher Iacono Today Maddie White forgiving mistakes i've made Linda M. Crate Accompanied by "I Dream of Elephants" by Christine Stoddard​ Counting Elephants F.E. Clark Accompanied by "Image fro

Letter from the Editors Dear Readers, We are shocked, excited, and honored by the amazing, open-armed reception during our first month. In this exciting debut issue, we are absolutely thrilled - and really proud - to present this compilation of writers, poets, artists, and photographers for your enjoyment. Each contributor comes from a diverse background. It has been exhilarating to see the different responses and submissions from all over the world! Issue One: “Woman Burning

Our founder, Tianna Grosch, had the luck to hold an exclusive interview with Stephanie Hutton and provide some insight into her creative process and the creation of THREE SISTERS OF STONE in general. To create something all her own, Stephanie takes a single thread of similarity and weaves it into something entirely new. The first flash piece, “Blow Your House Down,” alludes to the looming shadow of a wolf, long ago defeated but still with its presence lurking in the corners o

"Still Life" by Sulyn Godsey The Beast and the Hummingbirds by Madison McSweeney Humans seldom involve themselves with the dealings of the forest-folk; however, on occasion, worlds do collide. It was a temperate night in June, and Pyle sat on the steps of her uncle’s porch, watching the sky grow dim. She lost track of her family’s conversation as her eyes wandered to the woods. The grass there – what little grass could grow amid the roots and brambles – was dry and brittle, s

Only Laughter by Inessa Carver They say there’s glorious light At the end of an endless tunnel And there will be only laughter When I rolled within a tin can Caught glass in my eyes It looked like glitter, like a rave When I lost my innocence Thought it was a game Realized I didn’t know the rules When I tried to breathe water Become a mermaid in my bathtub I never grew gills, always gasping air When I finally find the darkness And there is nothing else There will be Only Laug

"Reaching for the Moon" by Sulyn Godsey VENUS by Miguel Guerreiro Lourenço I believe that I have lived many lives before this one. I have met her before, even if I wasn’t really me and she was someone else. I am pretty sure, we both fell in love all those other times. In Pompeii I took up a chisel and carved on a wall: If anyone does not believe in Venus, they should gaze at my girlfriend. To this day I believe that. I believe that like my hexed eyes, I too have fallen in lov

"Dancing Flames" by Sulyn Godsey Woman Burning by Sulyn Godsey i am woman in pain. burned for my desires burning with a passion that no man is willing to share. it singes the finger of his hand as he touches my womb. in fear he turns away never to return never to understand the constant burning inside. he ties my hands to a stake so i may not reach out. he burns me for my insight i am burned for understanding. burned for speaking my mind in search of peace. my ancestors were

"Butterfly Spaceship" "Border Trauma" "Breast Under a Microscope" "Cemetery on the Wall" "Crab Attack [Blue]" "Faceless Among Pearls" Artist's Statement - Christine Stoddard I use photography and video to explore how the digital age has both empowered and silenced women, immigrants, people of color, and other marginalized voices. For every #metoo or #blacklivesmatter movement, there are trolls producing opposing hashtags. My process is one in which analogue meets digital, mim

Spinning Creative Nonfiction by Ann E. Wallace It is raw, too new, to make sense of. I do not even know where to begin. And that is unusual for me. I can always find a line, a snippet of conversation, something, to get the story going. I am a writing teacher—I know how to ask questions that lead to a place of meaning. But here, in this moment, I struggle. I do not know where this narrative is meant to go. And, without that, I do not know where this narrative begins. This is a

**"Another Day at the Office" was selected as Editors' Pick for Issue One - you can listen to it here, recorded audibly by the author, Kristin Garth.** Another Day at the Office Creative Nonfiction by Kristin Garth You’re there because he chose you - front row of his concert, Princess Lea buns and a Catholic schoolgirl skirt. Your small town civic center is a cheap week’s rental for his world tour rehearsal, a hotel presidential suite across the street, your strip club a blo