“Blood” Donations
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"Red on Red"
by Cath Barton
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"Slow Creep (Do You Remember Sharon Tate?)"
by Paul Warren
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"Suffocation"
by NickYoung
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"Five Desires"
by Rook Raindowne
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"In the Good Old Summertime"
by Rob McCarthy
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"I Talked to God on Tuesday"
by Julianna May
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"Rag Doll Symposium"
by Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi
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"Close to Me"
by Alison L. Fraser
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"1962": It's Always the Girl's Fault
by DC Diamondopulous
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"The Early Black Death Symptoms"
by Tom Holmes
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"Magenta"
by DIna Friedman
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"Bloodline"
by Sanjeev Sethi
Spotlight on…
Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi
Assaultive feathers, plotting spiders, and sleep paralysis make you question everything in the mind-twisting, “Blood” themed short story “Rag Doll Symposium” by Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi.
You won’t know what side of the looking-glass you are on.
Two Poems
by Rob McCarthy
“We followed the scout’s vector to the hive.
Hansel & Gretel at the papery
skull-house…”
expectations; failures
Poetry by S. J. Rinde
“Tides of cadavers,
crest and swell; crashing at our
ankles.”
Five Desires
by Rook Rainsdowne
“As I lay on the asphalt and stared into perfect blue, I could feel God not looking at me.”
Six Poems
by Dina Friedman
“It was a gentle moment when the blood stopped
like the slow evaporation of water from mud”
Alcoholic Splurge and the White Light Dream
Poetry by Mattie-Bretton Hughes
“Throw my bottle at the fence,
soaking my face in a backsplash.”
Red Rivulet
Digital Art by Chritopher Woods
Anguish Recognized
Poetry by Robert Pegel
“Soon the children will be rising. This is not for our eyes.”
The Early Black Death Symptoms
Poetry by Tom Holmes
“You sweat. You breathe
like a demon pierced
your lungs with a fiery spear.”
Four Poems
by Julianna May
“I look at her and find peace
sprout painted wings
and wrap them around myself”
Silent Creep (Do You Remember Sharon Tate?)
Digital Art by Paul Warren
3 Poems
by Saneev Sethi
“Biennially, serotinal tidings
announce your arrival, and I begin
to spruce up my cache of chestnuts.”
Pizazz
Poetry by James Gering
“Honey! There’s a bloated black sluggy thing on your cheek!”
Wall Flower
Poetry by Terry Jude Miller
“a mare’s skull falls
from the slave girl’s wrecked wall
studs scribed with apotropaic flower—
placed there as talisman”
Close to Me
Fiction by Alison L. Fraser
“I lean in as she brings the jar to my face. Inside is a mess of dark brown goo, shiny like chocolate ganache. She stirs it and stirs it; it glazes against the glass, a jelly. It is red, not brown. It is blood.”
Blood Loss
Fiction by Mary Salome
“I used a razor blade to cut my finger and let the blood trickle…”
Rag Doll Symposium
Fiction by Alfredo Salvatore Arcilesi
“Eyes a squirrel's winter-long regret about the prized acorns that got away.”
BLOOD
Poetry by Ken Been
“the stain picks up the grain nicely”
While My Blood Runs Pink—I Am Always a River
by Judy Mathews
“call me a “blood”, call me a “mixed blood”,
call me a pink river…”
Four Poems
by C.S. Mathews
“Trophies rot on a shelf after their novelty passes.”
Red on red
Fiction by Cath Barton
“My hand is halfway to my mouth when I see, out of the corner of my eye, the first drops of blood on my shoe.”