byAdedayo Agarau the boy who houses an owl a baptism into damnation Adedayo Agarau is a student and poet hoping…
byMegan James our tongue, mother— our mother tongues have been lost to each other with this distancestammering between us likean…
byWanda Deglane I wake up to the sound of my brother bleating like a pig / my sister gulping grief…
byAva Toshiko Deutsch The sixth time ice creeps up from nail beds,know something is wrongPluck tiny petals off the vanhoutte…
byHal Y. Zhang sun caves when you push feather-hard at dawn, light falls fastthrough the estuary. whatnow? the carp swallows…
byKassie Shanafelt My Grandfather’s Potato Soup 3-5 potatoesMilkButterSalt & Pepper to taste He diced the potatoes and boiled them. I’ve…
byMarisa Silva For Lauren, Jenna, & Kathryn I.I would throw them a slumber partywith lollipos, champagne, & cigarettes. Bombshells in…
by Umang Kalra Love in the Diaspora We meet in a room full of micro-aggressions. Make eye contactin the middle…
Spring is here. And soon, Issue Two: To Swallow the Sun will be as well. To Swallow the Sun invites…
The debut issue, Gold in the Soil, explores themes of grief, identity, culture, race, mortality, and family. Yet, out of…