Category: Ethan Knowles

 The Cay

Miss Rolle was running naked across a sandbank that connected two desolate cays. It was low tide, and the sea seemed to have retreated for good. The sand was bone white and impossibly fine, and the sparse foliage that sprung up from the limestone rock curled in patches like coarse hair.

Boundaries

ETHAN KNOWLES

The Museum, it became clear after some time, was more than a museum to her. It was a willing vessel— a sort of body she deployed. On the few occasions I stepped inside the Museum, it was impossible to tell where she began, and where it ended. 

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FICTION

The Talking Forest of Yaminsa
Ayasha Ayurbe

 

Seaside
Jose Belaval

 

Lifting the Veil
Yvonne Weekes

 

Scarface
Melanie Grant

 

All is Not Lost in Translation
Yzahira Valle García

 

Bush Baths
Amanda Haynes

 

Frankie’s Father
Danielle James

 

NONFICTION

The Things We Inherit, The Things We Let Go
Ashae Forsythe

 

POETRY

There is Only Wailing, The First Cries, Inheritance
Yashika Graham

 

An Abecedarian Cut in Half Like a Nose
Amelia Badri

 

Two Poems About Love
Kendel Hippolyte

 

bi·sex·u·al
Choiselle Joseph

 

beautiful hand
Allison Whittenberg

 

For Alton Ellis and other Poems
Amílcar Peter Sanatan

 

To Talk of Trees, The Cannon Ball Tree, Bloody Orange
Debra Providence

 

Blood Songs, Beasts of the Island, Storm Seasons
Joely Williams

 

ART-ICLES

Roberta Stoddart’s “All in the Family” 
Isis Semaj-Hall

 

INTERVIEWS

Unmothered, Unafraid, and Free: A Conversation with Camille U. Adams
Caryn Rae Adams

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