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This month, we present your flower, a stark and haunting poem that reimagines intimacy through the language of destruction. In just a few lines, the piece captures the quiet violence of possession and the fleeting beauty of what is taken and consumed.

It was Halloween. The year was 2012, and the residents at 13 Thames Street were throwing a party with live music, arts & crafts, and enough booze and marijuana to last all night.

This month, we dive into the haze of heartbreak, hunger, and Halloween with Krenshaw and the Halloween Party, an absurdist flash fiction that blurs the line between reality and disorientation.

By: Chloe Evans April 2025 ISSUE FICTION PROSE Editor: Christian Pan <a href="https://www.vecteezy.com/free-photos/distance">Distance...