Writing

Picture the heavenly death of lab rats subjected to absinthe tests, like those reported in the Boston Medical and Surgical Journal of 1894: “The...

Feature Image: Major Andre’s Tree, from The Legend of Sleepy Hollow (1928), by Arthur Rackham A confession is required before we begin. Although I spent...

Feature Image: Circe Offering the Cup to Ulysses (1891), by John William Waterhouse Image Courtesy Wikimedia CommonsOnce upon a time there was a talented young painter...

Spring does not need to be summoned. It will come in its own time and its own way to grace the land around us. It always does. For me, in my area, I know spring is well and truly on the way in early March, when the mesquite trees are heavy with their delicate yellow blooms and the wildflowers begin showing off all over the place. The first to arrive is pink primrose, and that is followed by bluebonnet, Mexican hats, and paintbrush, and last are the wild white poppies with a shock of hot pink at their center. This is how spring settles itself into the land where I live.

Written and Illustrated By Charles Vess   Come closer and listen well, for I have a tale to tell. For far longer than even I can...

Featured Image: The Nightmare (1790−1791) by Henry Fuseli ––– • You appreciate the beauty in time’s passing, whether it shows in a bare winter branch, a...

Photography by Bella Kotak I’msure you remember that scene in Disney’s Cinderella: The fairy godmother waves r magic wand, and Cinderella’s rags turn into a...

Short Story from Issue #35 Summer 2016   This is the way she knew he was gone: The door was open. His boots were missing. The...

Feature Image: Marcelle Lender Dancing the Bolero in “Chilpéric” (1895–96), by Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec   Truth with a capital T is dead—let’s get that carcass out of...

It was a Saturday night and I was blaring from the speakers, candles flickered around the room, and everything that I ever wished for was...