June // 2016

visual art by Richard Vyse


If I donate my blood, will you miss it? // by Liz Harms


"I cried in the roots until his blood hit mine.
We didn't care that it made our skin sticky
Or that we would have to explain
our war wounds to his mother."



On The Mouth // by David Grandouiller


"9. My father used to say at the dinner table when I was a young child and rambunctious, “La bouche qui parle ne mange pas.” The mouth that speaks doesn't eat."