Vol. 4, Issue 7

Polyp Trees | Fiction

by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Stories, Vol. 4, Issue 7

Mebba told me once that in the south, Magnolia trees mean something different; to our people, anyway. Their stock and branches, thick and twisted between delicately soft blooms that almost make the trees seem beautiful. Almost. I visit her every summer, but this one...

Cheese! | Visual Art

by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Visual Art, Vol. 4, Issue 7

Cheese! Britnie Walston is a versatile Maryland-based artist who captures energy through light and vibrant colors. Living near the Chesapeake Bay, her work is inspired by nature; often depicting the absence of human presence, liberation (“set free”) and freedom...

freedom cartography | Poetry

by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Poems, Vol. 4, Issue 7

freedom cartography Smack! I open my eyes as a tear escapes down my cheek. “Stop moving,” auntie says, a glare darkening her eyes. I cannot mess up her masterpiece. I close my eyes and her hands are not hers again. We sit in a town of mothers tending to the afros...

We Cannot Leave Our Truths for Dead | Nonfiction

by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Nonfiction, Vol. 4, Issue 7

We Cannot Leave Our Truths for Dead: Why I Chose to Change My Name and Modify My Pronouns In this moment, my new name is holding me in its arms. For the first time in a long time, I feel safe in my truth. I’m a black bisexual woman who has decided to change her name,...

We congregate in aisle ten | Poetry

by TNSF | Jun 19, 2021 | Poems, Vol. 4, Issue 7

We congregate in aisle ten of the twentyfourhour walmart in that city named after cigarettes we find the light, the truth, somewhere between sara lee pies and sticky krispy kreme giggling on nothing, sipping a southern suburban flavor of late capitalist pop we search...