COVET by LAUREN MILICI
SPLATTER by CHRISTIE WEST
MISDIAL TONE by CHRISTIE WEST
BODY SAY WHAT IT FEELS LIKE by CHRISTIE WEST
DISAPPEARING IN BEACON HILL by CHRISTIE WEST
REPLACING THE MONUMENT #19 by DARREN DEMAREE
19149 by LAURA BRZYSKI
QUEER (IN RETROSPECT) by AUDREY CARROLL
FOR ITS BITS by MADDY KEITH
EDITORS on WATER
This summer was a spiky, aching one. We hurt all around the world and all around our skin and all around ours and each other’s and our exes and our lovers bodies. We fought not to drown and we stayed above the surface, just barely. We drank cold coffee and wrote love letters we tore with our teeth and shoved in bathtubs. Or maybe we were happy. Or maybe we were blissful in our alive-ness. Or maybe things were easy, as easy as they ever are, as easy as they come.
VAGABOND CITY 