Contents
Naked and Fallen
Jenna Citrus
Through Process
Emily Plummer
Tearing at Sores
Regis Louis
The Birth of Our Names
Tesneem Madani
Untitled No. 4
Sarah Kronz
Our Condition
Troy Neptune
On the Fundamentals of Art and the Soul
Ayla Maisey
In the Foreground
Aree Rachel Coltharp
Freedom
Winafret Casto
The Seventeen Seconds of Odette
Rachel Lietzow
Hidden in Sight
Jenna Citrus
Barrio
Casandra Robledo
The Passage
Liam Trumble
Resentment as a Kind of Relief
Eric Kubacki
Beauty Standards
Sarah Kronz
Over the Kanawha
Claire Shanholtzer
Faith
Anne Livingston
For Empty Spaces
Regis Louis
Entropy
Liam Trumble
Culled from the Flock
Deborah Rocheleau
Searching for Divinity
Madeleine Richey
From Pillars to Dust
Madeleine Richey
As Best I Could Do
Hoda Fakhari
In Your Absence
Emma Croushore
Contemplations
Sarah Kronz
The Shadow of Paris
Anika Maiberger
Memories of Home
Audrey Lee
The Beauty in Fracturing
Taylor Woosley
Butcher Paper
Casandra Robledo
Human Scavenger
Devin Prasatek
Babel Was a Second Eden
Luke McCusker
The Painting in Gallery 26
Sydney Crago
Transposing
Ayla Maisey
Palimpsest
After Milton Avery's
Nanny I did not know I could be grasped—
what says the world of being
nothing but an arm?
I feel the echo of my skin encased
in her; in these painted
waters, there is more than
just the smudge of my shape.
The thickness of her eye
is small, blue: a part of me
that I am told not to hide.
Though I seem to lose
what could be our gaze
in a wrap of color;
it dies in a film of light
and hides the feet that always run.
I was never born to be a mirror,
but the slack of my jaw
became the angle in glass.
And my hands, once
as small as the pleas that tug
at my legs and waist,
now fold before me.
The looks that brush
my skin belie, bored by
the curves of her tauts
and sags. She sees dust,
nimble as an afterthought,
and I have a tired voice.
About The Author
Sofia Io Celli is a freshman at the University of Virginia, where she studies English and biology. Although she is contemplating a career in medicine and research, she is passionate about her writing and takes it just as seriously. She hopes that, through her studies, she will be able to refine her craft, and she hopes to continue to grow as a writer and a scholar.