Poem:Fragile Beings and Broken Things By Chimezie Chika
and I can tell you that some beautiful things
are beautiful only once,
Poem: For we who dread love By Temiloluwa Okanmiyo Oluyemi
i do not know how to tell him/ that love is a foreign language my tongue cannot speak/ i do not know how to recite it/ i do not want to know how
Short Story: Let’s Not Ruin it By Ugorji Ebube
Outside the atmosphere is hot, bodies press into space. Hate drops on the floor, love waves hello from the counter where colorful things lie at a cost. Loneliness scrolls through a phone. Sadness stares vacant at a movie trailer playing on a large TV screen. Anger folds movie tickets into condensed pockets. There’s a city here…