“Chromium-24/7” By D. E. Kern

They tore down a part of my hometown last week,imploded it to be precise, dissolved it from the insideas with cancer. A crowd came to admire the reek of the ordnance and the trail of the plume adriftin the spring sky like the tail of a Northern Shrike.Then they queued their cars and left another …

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“A New Language” By Shilo Niziolek

There are some things I must keep for myself. We all need secrets to harbor, kept down in the pits of the body, filling up the stomach lining. A name that goes unspoken from here until eternity. Lips that will never part for fear of what will be unsaid. Reticent whispers. I made my way …