Creators
DREAMS IN A HOTHOUSE, Steve Carr
Dreams in a Hothouse by Steve Carr Rain splattered on the cracked glass roof and ran in rivulets down the square panes that made up the walls of the abandoned hothouse. Watching from the kitchen, […]
Literature
Creators
PUT YOUR FEET UP, Matthew Robb Brown
Put Your Feet Up by Matthew Robb Brown This page is an ancient recording device that carries us through time to you. silence on our lips but language in our hands. —Nicholas Samaras Recording […]
Benjamin White
WAITING, Benjamin White
Waiting by Benjamin White You’re a flash of memory, an electric current ripping through my brain. You’re a dull ache in my chest, spreading through my bones, making me shiver. Your hatred of me, severing […]
Creators
NO RESPECT FOR GREAT MACHINERY, Forrest Evans
No Respect for Great Machinery by Forrest Evans “It’s been a long time, hasn’t it?” You don’t have to tell me, I heard it when your mouth opened and grasped. I felt you, too, wanted […]
Creators
FIRSTHAND TESTIMONY, Samuel Ogunkoya
Firsthand Testimony by Samuel Ogunkoya I know what depression does to boys. It sucks life out of their eyes. Sings them to fall in love with their crackled reflections from yonder. They dance with a […]
Creators
CHILDHOOD CAROUSING, Jessica Gleason
Childhood Carousing by Jessica Gleason The shelf near the window, lined with white lunch bags— each tied with a colorful curled ribbon, tempts me more than a vat full of hot chocolate or a money […]
Creators
MRS. CUMMINS, Matthew Robb Brown
Mrs. Cummins by Matthew Robb Brown In Baptist Sunday school she planted psalmody. If I troubled her, she didn’t let me know. I was glad when they said unto me, “Let us go into the […]
Covers
Welcome to Issue 15
[Image description:a portrait orientation image of the Issue 14 cover. The background is a shade of medium grey with a bluish tint. Up the left side, the words “Barking Sycamores” can be seen in bold […]
Creators
PARROTED MELOLDIES, Franklin DiSalvo
Parroted Melodies by Franklin DiSalvo For the English student who taught me to love men: a love song. All these and more Ile give thee for thy love, If these and more may tyce thy […]
Chad Towarnicki
THE SPECTER OF NORMAN MACLEAN, Chad Towarnicki
The Specter of Norman Maclean by Chad Towarnicki The Pine Creek was an oil painting at dusk. The dark greens and greys that made up the mountainside bled into the water’s surface. The August droughts […]