Art, Everything, Issue 27

NICOLE LANE interviews DAVID J. MCMILLAN

How do your surroundings influence your style and practice?  I’ve been very lucky to live in some super inspiring cities over the years. Bristol, Berlin, Belfast (I only seem to live in cities beginning with B) Each city has had an amazing illustration community to connect with. Feeling part of something like that really helps […]

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Creative Nonfiction, Everything, Issue 27

ART HISTORY by OLLIE DUPUY

The first of these is the NAIL FILE, the very one Grandmother Virginia took across the ocean with her from Puerto Rico to New York, to her aunt in the candy shop with striped windows. Virginia wouldn’t finish high school until she was in her fifties, but she knew how to raise the file two […]

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Everything, Issue 27, Poetry

OUTSIDE MORRISONS by LOTTE LEE LEWIS

Mostly you saw him from beyond the reach of a tempered glass screen, his large hands stretched across the dashboard like the skin of an animal drawn tight. Years after your arrival you christened her birthplace the Texas of the UK: caravans clattering the flatlands like limbs, dawn a dream caught between sleep and waking, […]

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Everything, Issue 27, Poetry

SISTER by EMILY NORTON

a glass of wine under starlight. well not starlight but LED feels the same. a glass of wine tastes like rubbing alcohol. i don’t tell you. i swallow. cheers. we are growing. glowing. how many years older are we. enough to pour out our insides and realize we’re in your house. house not bedroom. you […]

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Everything, Issue 27, Poetry

MAZATLAN by ADRIAN ROJAS

I’m thinking about how every time I do it it never feels like anything how A1 sauce is good with fries and the nothingness of a body I’m inside now and i’m sitting and clicking And reading and forgetting A memory is everything, a pressure cooker rings two-thousand warnings and my torso is a radio […]

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Everything, Issue 27, Poetry

HOTPANTS by RIKKI ANGELIDES

when I drive I often think in fiction but this type of fiction isn’t twist-tied up with a pink bow it doesn’t smile at wild monkeys chomping on buttercups in fact it’s never seen a horse, sheep, goat, llama, or monkey voluntarily consume buttercups it’s disgruntled fiction             that can tip […]

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Everything, Issue 27, Poetry

SPRING DAY: AN EKPHRASIS by TESS LEE

thin light unraveled you. as the snow fell on the train tracks, i stood in close opening and gently pressed cheek to ground so i could hear your breathing and the boy moving from one full room to the other while chasing his friend up the staircase – a body that flitted like moon phases […]

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