Issue #11 • October 2025
Note from the Editor: This issue explores the tender and harrowing in equal measure. The threads we weave to hold each other close, the blades we walk to survive, and the conversations we carry after loss. These works are a reminder that love and grief are not opposites but companions, and bearing witness to another’s pain can be its own form of devotion. We’re honored to share them with you.
In This Issue
Penelope at her Loom
My loom is loud with water.His bouncing war legs are finallyStill. I weave into his dolorous mouthA golden thread of trust. I feel his…
Walking the Blade
Los Angeles never slept, not really. Its neon pulse kept beating across the cracked sidewalks of Figueroa, in the dead glow of streetlights, in…
Void Avoider
O Striver!Has not the line in the yard beyond sheer?Of name all the star, forever bear!Void, has it been, for all that refer?Such piquancy…
Dear Dandelion
whose wishes are in your handstell me, who is wishing for loveHealing. whose wish is that?reconciliation may be one.. are you a mediator or…
The Anger Stage of Grief
your only 6 feet awaybut it feels like countless milesi guess the deepest sleeps occur with granite pillowsnow you’re the coldest person with the…