We are proud to present
Issue Twelve: Tricks and Treats
of No Contact
Little Merritt Rides the Elevator All the Way to the Top
by Nate Brown
Perhaps we had given him too much?
Nearby Bushes / A House With No Walls
by Akhim Alexis
The old lady with one eye, walked up from the basement
Which was not a basement, but a grave
St. Lucy of El Paso
by Amy Barnes
Buying food for my not-cursed siblings is more important than using precious coins to fill my ghoulish eye sockets.
Porch Song
by Jack B. Bedell
the old people tell it, oak branches
started scratching frottoir sounds
around the bone yard
Insect Bellies Full of Fire
by Leslie Ylinen
The Smoldering Woman crept aboard the USS Banneret, docked in warm waters off the coast of North Vietnam.
A Cast of the Causeway / Liv'd But Three
by Jordan Harrison-Twist
You can be whichever version of yourself you want to be, you tell me. And it needn’t always be the one you seem to choose, who is a pitiful drunk.
Elegy for a Field of Pumpkins, November 3rd
by J.R. Allen
How slow the rot of neglect—
orange fading to palest off-white
Some Delicacies You Can Live Without / The Intermediary
by Laura Hemmington
I lost my boyfriend to a cult, but really, he was insistent.
Getting to Know You
by Lauren Swift
I read that you can offer strawberry Fanta
to kind ghosts—is it like this with monsters, too
Blowing Through
by Ross Peterson
The wind or whatever thing or things it carries is doing it again.
Old Ghosts
by Juleigh Howard-Hobson
We had reasons of our own that keep
Us bound. That kept us here, root tangled