“Go ahead and pee on the floor,” the radiology technician says.

It breaks like this: We hold on tightly, and literally, because we’re young and we’re stupid and because we still want to have hope.

Seeing Dolores walk in, or someone who looked like a Dolores (he’d had more than a few since clocking out)

For six days after the operation, everything was blue.

I'm sitting with Larry at a Chipotle in midtown and his thousand-yard stare tells me I might dial the nihilism down a notch.

In seeking truth, the internet is the most powerful tool humanity has ever had.

A swirl of trash – / I’m dodging it. / A gust of nasty wind. / Now you’re about to be / even more remote.

The purple haze of Jupiter surrounds us in its cool-toned glow.

From my desk, I watch her turn the pages. She is meticulous, each touch / feather-light and exact in her dissection.

the world ran out of people / but we’re still here / we do normal things / take the subway home to / each other hold hands / when no one’s looking

At age four, I used to secretly squeeze through the cracks in our backyard fence to go and explore the world on the other side.

‘The Human Trap‘ portrays the failure of the world to reconcile the concepts of evolution and globalization.

This series of hybrid gag panels and short prose is modeled after mid-century children’s comics like Casper, Little Dot, Little Eva, and Little Lulu, but stars “Kayla,” a self-portrait character whose blank eyes and somewhat sad, harried expression never changes.

In the fall of 2012, I moved to Kabul, Afghanistan.

Artist, designer, and teacher Katie Reigner tackles our fourth issue with two pieces of musical poetry accompanied by a watercolor illustration.