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Beside the Stone Wall
Every night, after turning out his light, the prince fed sheet after sheet of paper to the fire in his room. In the morning, he swept up what remained and, standing at his window, released the ashes of the impossible things he had drawn into the wind.
Collected Works in Contemporary Art and Literature
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Wendy Greenhut: Three Abstract Paintings
The scraped, layered paint does what she says it does: you can sense what is underneath. The palettes are chosen with taste and the horizontal structure gives the eye somewhere…
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TBR Autumn 2026: REMEMBER
For me, the question is: what is in the sky above the fig leaves? Is the man still beneath the fig tree? I wanna return to that photograph, look up…
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Carolyn Schlam: Women at ease
Schlam paints vulnerability and longing without sentimentality, and the humor keeps the work from becoming mere pathos.
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Between Drinks
“A hollow feeling opens inside me. Like I missed something. Like I let go of something I didn’t know I was holding.”
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I Don’t Care
“I constantly pray they’ll grant me the favor of a single outburst, a twitch, a hint that I share her pain, that I still do something—anything.”
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The Commonwealth of Purgatory
“If they are supposed to be good, why do they make such… horrible rules?”
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Bed Linens
In a rain-darkened Irish town, a woman comes home to an apartment emptied of its other inhabitant but not of his presence. Erin Gaura’s “Bed Linens” explores separation, anxiety and…
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On Texting While Walking
“The world as it is represented to you by your naïve senses, unmitigated by your devices whose screens feature content carefully keyed to your preferences, is a lovely, full, place.”
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The Collective Unconscious
“But the Unconscious never forgets. Everything has been preserved for eternity.” Pasted markdown