Issue 4: Fathers

Victor by Veronica Wanchena

" I did not settle for survival. " He was born weak, innocent, dependent and vulnerable just like every other human person that has ever come into the world. He was somebody’s baby boy.  He was named and baptized.  He was born to a dirt-poor immigrant family.  They...

I’m Not Yours by R.K. Riley

I’m not yours you can’t make it so try as you might shoving yourself in night after night tracing your name in red against my angel skin so white over and over it still won’t work right what you want what you need isn’t something you can see or touch or feel or steal...

Hush by R.K. Riley

hush now don’t you cry says the father to his child his lips against hers tightly pinched let me kiss you, open up so I can taste the nectar of innocence and lust hush now says the father to his child reach your hand but not for mine for that place where pleasure and...

Journal Entry by Jeff King

8/31/15 April 1, 2012 is a date that will resonate with me for the rest of my life.  My family and I had just returned from a week-long spring break trip to Florida.  We were getting ready to get back to our regular work and school schedules the following day.  It was...