Calculate the longitude of luminescence, slicing this pomelo of an issue before you. Our contributors scraped the residue off the dining table, tossed out the lapsed pills, invited us over en famille. Swapped etiolated for sanguine. Can we offer signs of hope? Our editors gratefully bring you these poems and stories bursting with vitamin C and anti-oxidants. Get calm and connected, taste the radiance.
As an independent journal and community arts non-profit 501(c)(3) organization, we are grateful for the support of many people. Our thanks especially to Ken Herndon and David e. Bell for web design and support. Thanks to our friends at Cuppa Pulp Writers’ Space, CSU’s Carson McCullers Center for Writers and Musicians, Manhattanville College, Seranam Literary Arts, Patisserie Didier Dumas, the Nyack Library, 95 1/2 Main, and the Nyack Chamber of Commerce for co-hosting literary events and writing salons. Much gratitude to ArtsWestchester and the New York State Council for the Arts, which has just awarded grant funding of our 2019 readings series. Thanks to all the writers and artists who sent us submissions for this issue; we appreciated the opportunity to see your work. Huge thanks to our board of directors and recent donors for your contributions to the literary arts. And to our members, for whom all this inspiration flows.
You Are not What We Expected
Stuff About Me #12
A Good Death
ANY WAY YOU GO, YOU GO TO ATLANTA (TO HIM)
Liv H. Scott
EVERY BASEMENT IS FLOODED, NEW YORK
Susan C. Waters
Beth Haverkamp Powers
Laying out the seed
WHEN THE CRASHING WAVES SPOKE
WINDOW OF THE STORM
Georges Rose, translated by Bryan Flavin
YOU WANT EACH TREE
cover image: “envelop” by Anna Martin