One Poem by Kate Gorman

FALLSTREETLIGHT SWITCH The sodium-vapor streetlightswith fresnel lenses like lidded eyeshave been replacedwith horseshoe-like arcs of LED lights.As the morning stays dark longerand evening comes on earlier,a shift in the characterof nighttime light...

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Tearful Photography at the Katzen by Kendall Breitman

It’s Laurel Nakadate’s party, and she’ll cry if she wants to. In an acknowledgement to loneliness, Nakadate’s photography exhibition “365 Days: A Catalogue of Tears”...

Two Poems by Marianne Szlyk

Bellevue Library I remember this library as hiddenin trees, perched on the hillside,pierced by birdsong. I looked out from the second floorto see the oak trees,...

Rehoboth Beach Memory 4/28/1982 by David R. Findley

Time to bathe al fresco watched by frosty stars and a crescent moon. I twist quickly for warmth beneath needle-like strands of hot water dispensed by an ancient...

Two Poems by Maggie Bowyer

Losing Sight You were the first person I reached towards, A single, shaking arm Plunged into the thick Fog of fresh grief. You pulled me through The first awful snow, The first...

Sometimes stupid cool shit is all that matters by Sarah Watson

Content Warning: This article references self-harm and eating disorders.   This article is a finalist in the 2021 DC Student Arts Journalism Competition. Click here to...

Two Poems by Elisabeth Greene

Visiting Lalla Essaydi’s Revisions A security guard follows me while I visit Lalla Essaydi’s photography, paintings, and multimedia art exhibit in DC, with close pursuit in latticed space he...

Love and Death at the NIH by Michele Banks

I first started experimenting with watercolor about 10 years ago, and from the beginning got into “wet in wet technique.”  To paint “wet in...

Human After All: Distinguishing the Human from the Computer by Sean Stempler

In a world where Twitter inhabitants connect with their friends, share their daily lives and identities with the general public, @horse_ebooks offered a beautiful...

Three Poems by Chloe Yelena Miller

Mid-Thirties Toddler, pigtails loosening,hides behind her mother’s legs,two tiny hands around one adult knee.Mother leans down,whispers in her daughter’s ear.Child smiles,tilts her head to one...

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