God Is Us by Ashley Elizabeth

God Is Us by Ashley Elizabeth

I remember taking the subway to my grandmother’s church on the corner of North Paca and West Saratoga street in my frilly socks and pastel dress. Maybe this was Easter or maybe this was just what was expected. On Sundays, we went to church as long as everyone was in...
January by Jason Irwin

January by Jason Irwin

They say it will end badly—this happily-ever-after we’ve created out of a truckload of books & kitchenware,second-hand chairs & yellowed photographs. The present, they say, is all that matters,but how did we arrive here; & what of the past— those dark...
Love & Money & Strangers

Love & Money & Strangers

The neon strobes its metallic blue: Sister Fay. The palm reader picks out love and money at the lunch pail intersection of Reisterstown and Liberty Roads. Northward, Julianna Spallholz reads her own palm. She plays a few numbers, and once spent an hour lightly...