Summer Skin

A peculiar feeling of bittersweetnesslike shedding your summer skin to make room for the rawness of autumn,cold breezes penetrating deep into your bones.You’ve been asleep for months, lulled by the warmth and humidityof things being “just fine,”when the sharp tongue of the first breeze hits your cheek,shocking you awake and making you burrow into your covers,only … Continue reading Summer Skin

Dear Chicago

by Mo David Dear Chicago, I have made several adult decisions based solely on convenient parking, so it should come as no surprise that I take my immediate comfort very seriously. Some might say it’s the only thing I take seriously. But I still find much of my life distinctly uncomfortable. This is surely someone … Continue reading Dear Chicago

It’s Untitled

by Ella Kleinman A lot of my adult decisions are based on convenient parking. And by convenient parking I mean wherever I can conveniently park this ass. Gone are the days where “standing room only” appeals to me. Sometimes I wonder if everyone else has to fight through the same fatigue as I do just … Continue reading It’s Untitled

Residue

He told me that small spiders will jump from tree to tree, bush to bush, letting a delicate string carry them safely on the wind, leaving residue behind that we walk into in the mornings. I listened, absorbed, nodded and wondered where my own string would lead if I jumped away from him.