by Olivia Burgess
Read More »Funny, how
easy it is to call somewhere ‘home’ when it feels the same way
enderman’s perception
by Mitch Estern
nothing interests me—
not even the dark,
nor the scorching hell,
nor the fields afar.
Slinky
a song by Ben Macnair
Give a listen to the second original piece of music on our webzine below or on YouTube.
Read More »2 poems
by Brenda Mox
Read More »Seekers of solitude drift and ebb like waves
through this world
bestowing grace through rites of creation.
Young Woman
My Lily
by Chase Wootton
As I looked over the bridge, hundreds of feet above the waters, I couldn’t decide which was more beautiful: her, or the sunset. It unfolded in front of me — a splash of red, gold, and orange across the sky, as if a godly chef had sprinkled oranges, pineapples, and cherries across the heavens. The wind was cool and peaceful, the sky clear of rain, snow, or dreary weather. In front of me, there was only beauty, only color, only depth of goodness.
Read More »On Loneliness
by Jess Mendes
Today Manuel gave me apricots
and I sliced them up for breakfast.
The sun is less a knife and
more a craving. See?
3 poems
some things areRead More »
wordless, and others do not
need to be worded. so i am learning
speechlessness.
Submissions Stats 2025/I
From 3. 3. 2025 to 5. 5. 2025, we received 283 submitted pieces from 129 authors/artists, with the acceptance rate of 50% for contributors and 32% for their pieces.
Stat we love? The number of those, submitting for a second (or more) time: over 25! We’re extremely touched by your trust ❤
And the precise numbers per genre?
Read More »Yard Sale
by Abigail Lee
Read More »wooden beads tangled and tagged
sweet-smelling baby doll with pink dotted brows
Art Deco cat with a bug in one eye
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