The Morning Jingle, Fall 2021, Katy Smith, Photography
visit the horses By Adriana Barker pear-green, dew-soaked grass stretches in every direction, streaked with tall fences serving to keep the wild spirits inside. young caramel colts prance and whinny, nicker and shove – their dance speaks joy in each hoof-step. touch their velvet noses, lay a soft
Box Mother By Anna Rakos The tick-tocking of the clock moved backwards on her watch, her wrist another face that ticked but couldn’t talk. Although she’s almost twenty it told her when to hurry. A to-go mother in a box was the voice inside the clock. After counting every second, and cursin
Purgatory By Trent Thiele In winter’s somber, broken snowfall lies the man who lost all, hoping he can find peace in the bottom of the bottle in brown paper. The inviting warmth in his stomach teases its way up his mangled throat and entices him to forget his family, beaten and dejected. Misery ar
Longing For…, Fall 2021, Ayanna Njoroge, Acrylic painting
