The rain passed, or come again, or worried the horizon today, didn’t it? Here’s a poem by S.A. Leger [>>] for the remains we observe and don’t observe, “Blemishes on a mouse carcass“:
This poem originally appeared in SC #8.1, available in print and ebook formats at our store. Read on!
Things are always gearing up for that date, aren’t they, hetero friends? Those greasy, bloody, screaming gears. The gears you’ve always been in. Prepare, if you dare, with Nichole Rued’s blinding CNF hermit crab “A Smart Girl’s Guide to Boys (A Found Essay)”:
This essay originally appeared in SC #8.1, available in print and ebook formats at our store. Read on!
We ask and ask, don’t we, we ponder and fret, and here’s the very manifestation in a collage by Kristen Kurlich [>>], What Can Be Done:
This image originally appeared in SC #8.1, available in print and ebook formats at our store. Read on!
The cool edge of the water is just beyond reach, and we’re paddling swiftly to share with you this poem by Jacob Rivers [>>], “They told him that he was either going to jail or going to die from an overdose”:
This poem originally appeared in SC #8.1, available in print and ebook formats at our store. Read on!
These are dicey times, and we’ve got to know in which basket to put our precious things, which basket we can’t lift. We’re sharing today this fortified short by Sionnain Buckley, “Our Eggs”:
This story originally appeared in SC #8.1, available in print and ebook formats at our store. Read on!
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