The Blizzard: Fiction
By the time the final flurry had fallen, a towering twenty-three inches of snow blanketed the city of Providence in a vast sea of white. The winter of 2005 came […]
Events:
A Shared Journey
September 13, 2025 - March 5, 2026This Is a Thing, Recent Gifts to Prints, Drawings, and Photographs, 2020–2025
September 14, 2025 - March 1, 2026The Court: Art in Play
September 24, 2025 - April 26, 2026The Flower, The Labor, and The Sea
September 27, 2025 - June 28, 2026
La Bruja’s Apprentice: Part lll of la Bruja trilogy
I worked for Flor all through my teenage years. She paid me well too, for the mundane errands, like delivering groceries, but also for the Santeria work that I had […]
The Fourth Guest: Fiction
The following is a sequel to the author’s piece, Bruja, from the last issue. I first bonded with my mysterious neighbor, Flor, over our communal care for local stray cats. […]
The Night Train: Fiction
“You see that train down there?” My brother Derek said. His face was pressed against the window. “It’s a trainyard. There are tons of trains down there.” I replied, refusing […]
BRUJA: Fiction
I have always loved cats, ever since I was a boy. Something about their selective socialization, isolated grace, and potential for fierce loyalty has spoken to me in ways no […]
The Baker’s Kiss: Fiction
It was just a kiss. That’s what he kept telling himself. Didn’t mean anything. Lips brushing against cheek, lightly dusting like a bee and pollen… There you go, getting all […]
Necronomicon Unearthed in Damascus: Fiction- Extinction level events imminent
Ladies and gentlemen, I don’t know when or if anyone will read this. I suppose I’m leaving this as a record in the hope that someday – somewhere – someone […]
El Viejo: Fiction
Omar was a custodian. He worked in a prominent downtown highrise, overnights, from ten to six. With most of the office personnel working from home these days, his workload was […]
The Lost City: Fiction
After three days of rain from oppressively low clouds, the sun came out. I decided to fly for the pure joy of it. The sky was a brilliant teal. I […]
The Sound of Shattering Glass: Fiction
The snow fell like fading memories. Fast flakes. Then… gone. Brumpumpum bumps. The struggling motor moaned like a ghost in the dark. Dark? Why was the sky not dark? Where […]