Poetry and Fiction

By Nick Schiff

My body floats down the putrid, black water pooled on the subway tracks, past surgical gloves and food containers, through miles of black canals strung with stations empty but for the sleeping, slumped on benches and against walls under the talcum-colored lights.

By Melissa Ingaruca Moreno and Gaston Horacio Hermida

Psycilumis gave us access to the internet of Earth’s sensorial worlds through altered states of consciousness, it gave us the ability to connect with other species’ sensorial systems and to “borrow” their abilities.

By Michelle Frank

A poem about community forming during quarantine.

By Loretta Lopez

Poems by Loretta Lopez and paintings by Ana Sofia Remis portray the city through the eyes of Mexicans in New York.