Welcome Kayleigh Jayshree, our new Editing Intern

Welcome Kayleigh Jayshree, our new Editing Intern

    Jam Gentle tufts pulled rough at the stem, unwind in my left palm. Hands swing into bell petals, velvet afternoon air. Butter the sunset in snatches, clouds fold, rain dusted glass. A cowbell rings low. Past lives ripen: echo.     Kayleigh...

Jane Ayres

      muted tethered i let her touch me without touching me (tears before bedtime) but (listening to the deep ache keeping the things that hurt close closed making space for kinder smotherings) i could never tell you friendship isn’t a consolation prize...