Search

Explore the Seventh Wave

  • “Other”

    Christie LouieNonfiction, Prose
    During my first semester of college, I played what I thought was a "fun icebreaker" — a game I called Guess My Race!
    Read

  • I Hesitate

    Laura BuccieriPoetry
    i know i will / before holding your hand / before kissing your cheek / in public / and for all of that i’m so sorry
    Read

  • Process & Unprocess

    Eve LedermanDrama, Nonfiction, Prose
    I remember completing the initial draft of my first play, Nothing But The Truth, during the summer of 2013; I was convinced I’d created a masterpiece.
    Read

  • I am not African • If Mercy

    Afua AnsongPoetry
    We need new names. / I am that Odum wood / the carpenter saws / for Darling’s bed.
    Read

  • Critical Mass

    G.G. SilvermanFiction, Prose
    To fight your family’s genetic tendency to become ghosts, you rub makeup on your face so people can see you.
    Read

  • Love’s Exodus

    Michael SarabiaFiction, Prose
    El Coyote appears before my shack, silhouette illuminated and clear. He removes his fedora and taps it against the wall, dust and sand in my eyes.
    Read

  • Who Gets to Belong?

    Issue
    Who gets to belong? Who gets to decide? Why belong? What is worth belonging to?
    Read

  • Nullibiety

    Georgia LaveyFiction, Prose
    Both men made me promises. They said it would be better, that there would be bounty. And space, so much space between homes.
    Read

  • Editor’s Note

    Editor's Note
    If we break down the larger social constructs of a nation’s political rhetoric, we can understand that this is the question that is at the root of all our debates about health care, immigration, gender equality, international relations, and so much more.
    Read

  • In Less Than 365 Days

    Jennifer TanFiction, Prose
    I knew a lot had changed in my part of town since I left because cafes had cropped up all over the place, like small checker pieces from other boards migrating over to ours.
    Read

  • Bringing Him Back

    Lana RadosavljevicNonfiction, Prose
    I had finally begun to build a home of my own. Unsettled and confused after college, I moved to Monterey, a coastal town in California, where I was amongst friends and working as a preschool teacher.
    Read

  • Two Stories About Us

    Svetlana BeggsNonfiction, Prose
    Several years ago, while writing a philosophy dissertation about moral saints and drinking ungodly quantities of coffee at night, I came across two real-life stories that ended up having a profound effect on me.
    Read

  • The First

    Alex HazlettNonfiction, Prose
    I am gripping my chest as my colleague attempts to reassure me. “The paramedics will be here soon,” she says.
    Read

  • The Gaumont

    Atar HadariPoetry
    My Mum kissed my Dad in the back of that mosque / When it was still the Gaumont —
    Read

  • No One Calls me Chris

    James EnglishFiction, Prose
    He wants to go a year backward. The evidence of this desire is the date he writes on all of the release forms.
    Read
1 … 24 25 26 27 28 … 34