When they told him Lucinda Hayes was dead, Cameron thought of her shoulder blades and how they framed her naked spine, like a pair of static lungs. By: Jenna Dirksen February is known for two things: romance and freezing cold.…
By J. Allen Carpenter It wasn’t as if anyone got Hurt. In his weather-worn, leather-torn brogues his momma kept of his daddy’s. Wandering soundlessly, aside from the crunch of highways and backroads between the sole and the Earth. Nobody really…
By Catherine Dartez Lisbeth watched the doe while her father hoisted it up the tree. The rope pulled its head off the snow, swaying back and forth until the neck elongated. The doe’s face steadied for a moment while her…
By Collin Green Edited by Ben Hurst Deep, down on the basement level of the University of Tennessee Communications Building sits an unassuming, single-room office. Clearly meant for a single person, the small L-shaped space is quaint. There are no…
By Zoe Evans Edited by Collin Green Nguyen Duc Diem Quynh, also known as Quynh Lam, is a first-year graduate student and Fulbright scholar here at the University of Tennessee, Knoxville, studying Painting and Drawing for her MFA. Her…
By Collin Green Behind the curtain, before the show, there is only a brief break from hectic warm-ups as the members of Cumberland Striptease huddle up for their ritual pre-performance peptalk. Standing in a tight circle, the group locks hands…
Note from the Editor: The inspiration from Anton Chekhov's The Cherry Orchard forms the basis of this play, but it is Leonardo's voice that colors it and makes it their own. A One-Act Play inspired by Anton Chekhov's The Cherry Orchard…
Vincenzina Monteleone “It was love without reason, love for something futureless, love that appeared to exist only to be itself, imperious and all demanding, the kind that would cause him to make a fool of himself in an instant.” …