Contents
Sandstone Village
Marissa Kopco
Classroom
Marissa Kopco
Nurture Nest
Margalit Schindler
Star Shooting
Jenna Citrus
Entwined
Jenna Citrus
It Is All in the Mind
Jenna Citrus
"definitions belong
to the definers, not
the defined"
Emily Sirko
The Sand’s Script
David Albert Solberg
The Night of
the Dance
Devin Prasatek
Continuing
Cognitive Decline
Charlsa Hensley
Divisionism
Amy Hinman
Humility
Jamie Lefevre
enbulbed
Emily Sirko
Dripping Conviction of an Everlasting Beauty
Nada Abdelrahim
Crossword Puzzles
Elizabeth Schoppelrei
Another Restless Night in My Apartment
Charles Childers
A Dark and Early Breakfast
Kara Wellman
I Speak of
Lindsay Hansard
Self Portrait as a Ghost
Jenna Citrus
Pocket Watch
Andrea Ruffier
Allison
Katy Knight
Listening In
Elizabeth Schoppelrei
Priceless Advice
Erin Amschlinger
Make Me Like Autumn
Emily Sirko
What I Want to Know About You
Emily Sirko
Time Lines
RoseMary Klein
Danger of Devotion
Jennevie Stephenson
Lies We Tell Our Children
Paige Thulin
enbulbed
a felt moon gulping shards
of trembling honey
was the orb keeping hum
between us, un-palmed,
all last night.
when we walked across the ice,
when we trudged heavenward
so you could give me the tour—
“the lightbulb, i call it”—
you never once took it.
my hand, idiot, my hand, i prayed,
into the cracks, all those cracks
vacuuming light through
sink veneer and
stair tread and
water freeze and
you.
today i told myself about you.
i told myself you’re afraid
of the dark with all
the aim of someone who still
believes in god,
but i couldn’t get it
to stick
About the Author
Emily Sirko is a junior English major at Kent State University. She likes cold weather, film photography and record players, but above all else, she loves to write. She writes when the world is quiet and does not nag, most often in the space between days and on Sunday afternoons. Her writing usually stems from nature and her attempts to bottle a sample of its breath and transfer it into words, not forgetting to inhale some of it for herself along the way.