The Juvenilia

On the Time We Pricked Our Fingers on the Stars, Exposing Veins

Mon, 18 Mar 2013 16:29:17 -0400

On the Time We Pricked Our Fingers on the Stars, Exposing Veins:

“why can’t I say what I feel for—? if we were closer
we would lavender, or even after we could knuckle
bones raw—”

by Meha Semwal

Ajar

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 18:56:03 -0400

Ajar:

“How
last summer, a storm drove me porous River thinned
What to do with all this inner?”

by Lindsey Hutchison

disbelief

Mon, 11 Mar 2013 18:05:24 -0400

disbelief:

“… but
Bug and I, we know: sometimes, you need
someone else to not mind with.”

by Julia Goodman

Coyote

Sun, 10 Mar 2013 10:33:53 -0400

Coyote:

“Ruin me in blue,
paint me in skins baked raw
and glass found broken.”

by Claire Friedman

Numerology

Sun, 24 Feb 2013 13:48:17 -0500

Numerology:

“One lunar year, circling Euclid, I lit
a taper and slipped singed lines
under my tongue. Felt the thin lick of idea eclipsed
by its own urge. Flawed axiom: grasp. Flawed
axiom: rigor.”

by Lindsey Hutchison

Scatter

Sun, 17 Feb 2013 09:22:22 -0500

Scatter:

“Shiver tip, paint me a portrait
for loss, for the color orange
the summer I was sixteen,
and for held hands
like your mother’s china.”

by Claire Friedman

You in California Text by Emma Aylor; photography by Nolan...

Sat, 16 Feb 2013 10:27:54 -0500

You in California

Text by Emma Aylor; photography by Nolan Boomer

Key West: a haunting

Mon, 11 Feb 2013 14:58:16 -0500

Key West: a haunting:

“When you walk out of the tiny, raisin-shriveled airport, the sunlight will brand you: brilliant, pulsating, yellow. Taxis crawl around the tropical island in abundance, like industrious ants, carrying crumbs or tourists double their weight. The ocean is everywhere. The blue, the green, the spray, the kiss.”

by Meha Semwal

Portal

Thu, 31 Jan 2013 14:13:33 -0500

Portal:

“How after a certain age
thrill is no accident of vasculature”

by Lindsey Hutchison

Hang by Jose Gallego

Sun, 27 Jan 2013 05:35:02 -0500

Hang

by Jose Gallego

Chapels

Mon, 21 Jan 2013 15:02:57 -0500

Chapels:

“My notebook is half others and half me, and what I want to make is something in between. I pore and pour alternately, each informing the other, the sides flipping and curling like fortunes on my opening hands.”

by Emma Aylor

Little Room On an apartment in Montreal. by Ellie Parker

Wed, 16 Jan 2013 01:36:18 -0500

Little Room

On an apartment in Montreal.

by Ellie Parker

New Year's Revolutions

Wed, 09 Jan 2013 11:55:00 -0500

New Year's Revolutions:

“And every new year starts out the same way — ‘This year will be different.’”

by Allison Leow

Class of 1965 A DIY fashion collage series by Bijou Karman

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 22:52:21 -0500

Class of 1965

A DIY fashion collage series

by Bijou Karman

Failed Ekphrastic

Sat, 15 Dec 2012 13:47:16 -0500

Failed Ekphrastic:

“We are part echoes. Reverse of a regular
language, modal logic gisting down the alley.
All night I hear clairvoyance in the foyer, chanting
the lamps full. Onyx, coccyx, ingot of zinc.”

by Lindsey Hutchison

Silver

Mon, 10 Dec 2012 11:26:02 -0500

Silver:

“She dreamed her skin
Was made of seaglass, sterling underneath,
That ‘sickness’ named was just another word
For ‘silver,’ the oil slick antidote
On her tongue, seeping.”

by Claire Friedman

Magazine

Fri, 07 Dec 2012 12:07:03 -0500

Magazine:

“Sitting there in your armchair,
You may not move, but I know you
Melt.”

by Julia Goodman

Foreigner

Sun, 02 Dec 2012 11:17:23 -0500

Foreigner:

“no

I want to nestle; wrestle
honeywasps; drown.”

by Meha Semwal

Lake of Two Mountains Stills from a movie in progress by Ellie...

Tue, 27 Nov 2012 13:09:13 -0500

Lake of Two Mountains

Stills from a movie in progress

by Ellie Parker

Winter Interest

Wed, 21 Nov 2012 11:27:21 -0500

Winter Interest:

“Today I passed stunted boxwoods
pruned round, smelled the small leaves’ tang jammed
on overlapping panes of sky like fat citrine enamel
but I had to keep walking, scraping it from my fingernails.”

by Emma Aylor