On Flocks and Rocks Ean Bevel I’m a native Texan, so I get my first gun at five, a few years after most of my peers. I kneel in the dirt between rows of tomato plants and lower my aim onto the blue bird. I shoot. The bird flies up to its ceramic house hanging…
Phantom Architecture Will Waller On Thursday, April 18th, 1906 at 5:12 AM, an earthquake with a magnitude of 7.8 struck Northern California. Between the quake and the resulting fires, 3000 people died and 80% of San Francisco was destroyed. Among those landmarks destroyed was the Palace Hotel. Although a ‘New’ Palace Hotel would open its…
Rivet 12 Because she would play with fire as she would play with her pigtails. —Barbara Westwood Diehl Issue 12 is a building with many rooms, long, looping hallways, and doors that never seem to open on the same place twice. This is an issue of shifting landscapes and strange constructions, houses you can’t quite…
When We Lived in the Blue House JC Reilly 1. Our blue house is missing a wall. What faces the street is open, nothing to keep out intruders or weather. We stand in the middle of the room and watch a parade pass by on the street. A lion detours from the parade and comes…
Parable of the Dead Allie Gove My mother used to tell stories late at night, after my dad had finished reading the Bible to us. She fed us hopes of the afterlife as if it were six feet above us: neon stars glued to the popcorn ceiling, just barely out of reach. That maybe when…
