Lee Jaszlics is a technical writer and photographer living in Portland, Oregon. They share their life with a cat, two pet spiders and a dissecting microscope. Song For A Wasp Woman Do not forget to sing the morning rain That rattles glass eyes on your crawling home Caterpillar-dweller, my sister, my enemy— Come on out, […]Read more "Song For A Wasp Woman"
Below is Part 13 of 18 monthly installments for Visitant. ◄◄ Read the first installment / prologue ◄ Read the previous installment, LOTTE LANA Lana was bored and briefly chilly. Her boots were thin, and the laces restricted her ankles. Still, she had been able to escape the house in a wrap coat with a fur […]Read more "A Coven in Essex County | Lana"
Below is Part 12 of 18 monthly installments for Visitant. ◄◄ Read the first installment / prologue ◄ Read the previous installment, Elsewhere, It is Halloween LOTTE Sunlight seeped into the sky from the horizon, bleaching the mottled purple and perfect black of the night before into a crude imitation of day. The white and jagged […]Read more "A Coven in Essex County | Lotte"
When my grandmother got married strangers spit on her white dress as she left the cathedral, hissing Communist! When I was 12, I spit on my friend, a bubbly blob on her nose—her face, confused. I thought it would be funny. But what I felt was shame. Around the same age, on a Ferris Wheel, […]Read more "Spit"
Oh, if I wanted one perfect roundness to fit my hand as sweetly as an egg, it’s you, avocado. Lob your dark green skin north for salsa and fresh-squeezed limes. Soothe my tongue ravaged by sharp-toothed words, conform to my teeth, invite my tongue to roll in bland oil of green. Teach me timing. You […]Read more "Ode to the Avocado"
Mark Jackley‘s work has appeared in Fifth Wednesday, Sugar House Review, Natural Bridge and other journals. His new book of poems On the Edge of a Very Small Town is available for free via email request. Visitant will be featuring a selection of poem from On the Edge of a Very Small Town in the coming […]Read more "A Year Later"
Karina Lutz is a writer, editor, teacher, and lifelong activist. She was tutored by her mother Carol’s antiwar, civil rights, and electoral activism. Carol passed away in March; when she died, finally free of pain, her face looked more beautiful than it had even in life. Mommy’s pin curls “It hurts to be beautiful,” she’d […]Read more "Mommy’s pin curls"
I dream of missing planes, my mother’s ghost, dressed in cold weather clothes. We are in my grandfather’s closet, which, in the dream is a ballroom fallen into disrepair. I need to tell her she is dead, but when I ask if she wants me to be honest, she says: “Not if it’s something I […]Read more "Dream Sense"
Dennis Mont’Ros is a Cuban American and military veteran pursuing an MFA in Creative Writing at the University of South Florida. He is currently co-editor for both poetry and fiction at the journal Saw Palm: Florida Literature and Art. Dennis was a finalist for The Iowa Review’s 2016 Jeff Sharlet Memorial Award for Veterans. The […]Read more "The Devil Cloaked in Sun"
Below is Part 10 of 18 monthly installments for Visitant. ◄◄ Read the first installment / prologue ◄ Read the previous installment, VERNA MILDRED Avoiding the cruel gaze of the looking glass, Mildred rooted through the mess strewn across the bureau for the little bottle of white pills. Unsuccessful, she limped back to her bed. As it turned […]Read more "A Coven in Essex County | Mildred"