Photography © Allison Goldin

Poem by Tatjana Debeljački


  Japan In April Truly stunning, sometimes careless, I crave silently and far away! Naked, filled up with perfection, I am attending enjoyment!!! Where there is trust there is always glee. He never painted my passion, Dreams from the color to the word, Without suspense and shivers. The moment of light strikes me. Pressing Japanese…

Photography © Allison Goldin

Fiction by Samuel Burleigh


  The Edward Hopper House It was a bitingly cold winter, even by the frigid standards of New England. Stephen James, a severely depressed, financially destitute bisexual painter, lived in Truro, a tiny town populated with artists and writers, which blossomed in the summer months due to its close proximity to Provincetown. James had moved…