Issues
With each impulse, the current your heart siphons from the phone line will slowly render the vision of Self in vibrant color. Your grey tongue will begin to blush, too. When it swells with the metal-sweet taste of saffron, you will know that this vision of Self is real enough to power its own flow.
DJB’s “Altar Call” opens, “Philonia received the scariest phone call she never imagined, she prayed…
[“Not all scars/are permanent,” is the balm of the story Cabrera illustratesover the course of…
This flash piece reminds us of the many ways we’ve all been “washed in loneliness.”…
We loved this story for the way it highlights how memories splinter, leaving us with…
Love and people are complicated, and “I Cannot Explain My Heart” knows this in every…
[We loved this piece for its thoughtful exploration of the friendships that both stain and…
We, the editors for The Ferrante Project, having finished a bottle of Mezcal in one…