photo of sky at sunset

Hopi by Josh Rank

The screaming started about a month before the sky burst into flames. Her voice came out full, fevered, shrieking in response to seemingly nothing. Betsy and Robert first marveled at the sound of it. Even as a baby, wrapped in a singular blanket alone in Woodland Park, the officers heard no protest or complaint as…

photo of tools

Repurpose by Corey Miller

I’m about to burst like a frozen pipe. I’m not cold though, I am burning with heat and sweating buckets. The gases inside me fuel the pilot light and keeps the system functioning. My body is excruciating and wet; existing is dangerous. It’s never been this bad, not even the leukemia in middle school. I…

photo of spinning top

Rotation by Devon Balwit

The world spins me, tucked into its spokes, thoughts a gymnast’s ribbon flaring, altered by degrees, wheeling through sun and shadow. I stretch, twist, pull tight, the maypole center of conspiring forces. Journeying, I am the herm, wherever I stand, center. The light about me breaks color. I gather shards, pocket palettes. I toss fracture…