Issue 0 - Liminal Space

First, a pop loud as gunfire. Then, burning rubber. Then, margaritas, jalapeño salsa, gossip, chairs scraping far less than six feet apart. I’ve made the mistake of trying to ride my hundred-dollar, salvaged-from-old-parts bike up a pothole-ridden Shelby Avenue. My back tire and tube have fully exp

In 1923, a thirty-one year old Peruvian named César Vallejo boarded a passenger ship in Lima and set sail for Paris, France. Within fifty years, he would be widely recognized as one of the most original and important poets to write in the twentieth century. At that moment, though, despite the

On a sweltering mid-August afternoon, I dragged three bulging suitcases out of Logan International Airport, hiding a tired but triumphant grin behind my white Temasek Foundation-issued face mask. Five visa appointment cancellations and many soul-searching decisions later, I had finally made it to

I. likely not unlike the bohemian blue Coltrane woke to ages later, this blue cut the blank raw cold.bald stones sloped and peaked.a stout, deciduous fringe rimmed the sky.night-slick grass silvered discretely, breathing or seeming to breathe. a crude, fluid blue. paled like dye, exposed the riotous

At the hospital, at the grave; in the real story, there are no beloveds. The horoscope reads: what you are longing for is everything curtail your desire into a pinprick of spit. This was April where you dream of dinner parties, blue velvet, & the lungs engorged with sick. To no surprise, you pen a

I am a Christian pastor in the United Methodist denomination. One of the privileges of that vocation is walking with people through the deepest valleys and the highest mountains of their lives. Over fifteen years of ministry, I have learned that between these two points our faith is fully realized.

Growing up as a Bengali American, the most complicated part of my identity was my relationship to language: I used mostly English while my parents were native Bangla speakers. Though I had loved Bangla as a toddler, it became a source of self-loathing as I grew into adolescence. My parents’ foreign