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Three elk top a grassy ridge. They are evenly spaced, the one in the middle centered in a bold V shape. Within the V, the sky is crystalized into abstract shades that fade from blue at the horizon to almost pink against the upper edge of the frame.

Editor’s Note

It’s spooky season, baby! This issue is haunting in all the ways. In gathering these stories, we found voices that were haunted by missed connections and lost opportunities—whole other lives that faded into the ghosthood of might-have-been. What will grab your attention from the shadows? A lost loved one? A swarm of ladybugs? The moldering corpse of your marriage, reddening in the sun? The words you’ve been looking for in a language you don’t yet know? Maybe just a vision of the future, if you dare to look. Descend once more into the Chasm to find out. And good luck…

Table of Contents

TitleGenreWriter
A Shared LanguagePoetryAbduljalal Musa Aliyu
A Field We Sprawl OnFiction Jennifer Evans
When the Ladybugs CamePoetryCaitlin O’Halloran
SunburnFlash FictionBen Lockwood
The Water BridgeFlash Creative NonfictionErin Calabria
A Guide to Your First Year in AmericaCreative NonfictionMagdalena Bartkowska
DivinationPoetryAda Navarro Ulriksen
Word SearchInteractiveVast Editors