Review By Alyssa Greene, as featured in Lambda Literary In the title story of Phantom Advances, Mary Lynn Reed’s debut short story collection, the teenage narrator looks at her mother through the viewfinder of a manual camera as her mother drives. They’ve just...

The trapper takes $475 to get squirrels out of our attic.It's the first summer of the pandemic, and the squirrels have invaded the roof above the second floor through a gap the soffit. I've heard them running back and forth in the ceiling for days. I look for a...

It is your birthday, my birthday, your name,my name, you, my everloving, whatsyourname? Is it inevitable, will I say, as you do, as your motherdid, it is so terrible of me, can you believe it, I forgot it was his birthday? Then, will someone you love,or I love, or he...

Because it aches, you say, and the ache is weighty,weighed down, wings stuck in mud. And not just any mud, but mud of late winter, when the film of ice stillfastens and fetters - this something that doesn't seem beautiful. But gorgeous, yes? That sunlit field...

Back in April, the lovely Evelyn read us some poetry at The Alley Downtown Taproom. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7MqN8yAOw2I

Joan Miro was well known for saying he'd spent 90 years trying to paint like a child. At one of our recent launches at the Tap Room in Aiken featuring Julia Wendell and Evelyn Berry, Victoria Corchada Menendez, age 6, made the decision to become a poet and to...

Saturday morning. Hours before you’re due for your sister’s college volleyball game, before either you or your mother shuffle out of bed and greet the mildew and cigarette smoke layering your apartment. The doorbell comes to you first as a wren’s warble in your dream...