We are proud to present
Issue Fifteen
of No Contact
When Everything Was Brown
by Anthony Varallo
Even the food in those pictures, upon closer inspection, also seemed to lean toward brown, heavy on bean casseroles, Salisbury steak, and French onion soup.
Romanticism
by Tanner Armatis
“Sometimes when I’m by myself, I feel like paper. Cut down and manufactured. My arms and legs weigh me down lazily like obstructions in a drawing.