Well Worn Chair by Ahrin Lee For four days, the leg of the well-worn chair (Which rests in the corner of the well-worn room) has been hiding, sheltered in the cold arms of working cousins. An unfinished repair of a chair who sighs  and sinks, propped unceremoniously on a wall, who too has long forgotten the days of fresh paint and care. The...

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Resurrection by Wendy Hao in spite of everything, the question still remains: “what now?” the pillar you’ve been working on has been abandoned, the gods don’t need you anymore. say goodbye to your neo-pantheon, your half-built leg for polyphemus. little mortal, with sweat dripping down a sore back, say goodbye to those hurtful family sayings and those colorful loss-grief legends. gunpowder running across...

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