Featured Art: Janelle Cordero

Janelle Cordero is an interdisciplinary artist and educator living in the seventh most hipster city in the U.S. Her writing has been published in dozens of literary journals, including Harpur Palate and The Louisville Review, while her paintings have been featured in venues throughout the Pacific Northwest. Janelle’s most recent poetry and art collection, Woke to Birds, was published in October of 2019 through Vegetarian Alcoholic Press. Her debut poetry collection, Two Cups of Tomatoes, was published in 2015, and her chapbook with Black Sand Press was published in April 2018. Janelle published an additional chapbook of poems and paintings with Bottle Cap Press in 2019. Stay connected with Janelle’s work at www.janellecordero.com.

“Not Barcelona” by Jill Bronfman

Gaudí tapped me on the shoulder in the nearly-finished Casa Batlló and asked me if I liked the center atrium. Having been raised in a farmer’s stucco house, I thought I’d say it was beautiful. Artists always seek beauty, right? Before I could remember how to say beautiful in Catalan, he started up again about the blue tile and was it the blue of the ocean or of the sky. And that’s when I knew he meant to find truth, and that beauty was just a house that he saw from the train that went by too fast to see. Continue reading ““Not Barcelona” by Jill Bronfman”

Featured Art: Christopher Woods

Christopher Woods lives in Chappell Hill, Texas. He has published a novel, The Dream Patch, a prose collection, Under a Riverbed Sky, and a book of stage monologues for actors, Heart Speak. His work has appeared in many journals including The Southern Review, New Orleans Review, and Glimmer Train. His book of photography prompts for writers, From Vision to Text, is forthcoming from Propertius Press. His novella, Hearts in the Dark, is forthcoming from Running Wild Press.

“Flare Stack Eden” by Katherine Hoerth

You can smell it like a snake, from miles away—
this Eden made of benzene, naphthalene
and gasoline. The smokestack garden never
rests; it works through day and night like any
forest does. It turns the blood of earth
into the fuel that makes it sing this dusk
chorus of whistles, bells, and whooshing flame. Continue reading ““Flare Stack Eden” by Katherine Hoerth”