Poetry
Nov/Dec 2016
Love Poem
The pigeons of Rome have withered legs and mob the squares in search of some decent condolence. In this way our crumbs turn luminous and graceful, like the unbearable little […]
Read the winning piece of our 2025 Nonfiction Contest “Through the Mirror” by Jessie Cato selected by Lucy Ives.
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Nov/Dec 2016
The pigeons of Rome have withered legs and mob the squares in search of some decent condolence. In this way our crumbs turn luminous and graceful, like the unbearable little […]