Cynthia Yatchman is a Seattle based artist. She works primarily on paintings and prints. Her art is housed in numerous public/ private collections. Her work has been shown at Harborview Hospital, Seattle University, Seattle Pacific University, the Tacoma and Seattle Convention Centers and the Pacific Science Center. Her art has been published in multiple onlineContinue reading “Cynthia Yatchman”
Author Archives: swim meet lit mag
Amelia Guillet
We pass Wlike ghosts in Edaylight;
Theadora Birkett
Hands cradle the slick screen—providing warmth.
Emma Yearwood
I listen to Teju Cole talk about swimming on the New Yorker Fiction Podcast, how he counts himself among swimmers, though he cannot, in fact, swim. He is talking about Anne Carson’s story ‘1=1’, where swimming becomes ‘ten thousand adjustments of vivid action, the staining together of mind and time’.
Lara Kenny
Summer has arrived. Sweat gathers in my creases; long, hazy days bleed into hot nights. At the wine bar, with my best friend, we sip glasses of cold white wine and dip shreds of buttered bread into olive oil.
Lucia Dawes Durneen
There are some things you can tell people only at night. Slow things, because you are learning how to speak across absences.
Ash Shirvington
The sun was falling over the pool and Bo was starting to feel tired—until Zeke pulled out the fish. They’d been practising their backstroke in the warm water, eyes growing radioactive with chlorine, when Zeke surfaced, dark hair licked up on the left side of his head. He flopped out of the pool on his stomach, returning with the bag.
Kim Kenyon
how true to lie / suspended in motion
Angela Gardner
not for the south wind but for the clarity of the water…
Alexander Bennetts
they should invent a kind of fish that loves the hook / or a human that craves to be forgotten
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