Pachamama
by Yonder | May 10, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
An ekphrastic poem based off a tapestry depiction of Pachamama, the Peruvian Mother Earth By Meghan Harrison this is not like paint, once wet and heavy and alive and later caked on and dried this instead is dyed then resurrected into a maze of colors shadows...
Wild Honey
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Meghan Harrison We like to imagine bears eating honey. They hunt salmon. They forage and gather from the Earth’s fruit and tear at the flesh of deer. They slumber through frozen winters. They dance in rushing rivers. They ache to save their babies, claws...
Cradle
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Meghan Harrison I. Day one. The thirst is unquenchable, the throbbing untouchable I hear nothing but axe dropping on skull, heavy with each footstep. The tour guide flips through photographs in his handbook, and I feel nauseated. II. Day one. You must hold a...
sister
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
by Emma Hamilton the morning we played Uno in orange chairs, on the roof of the hotel in New Orleans your hair tucked into your oversized whale-blue jacket the sun pouring down, lifting light from your bed head we reversed turns, back and forth,...
Letter From the Editors – Spring 2022
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | 2022 Letter from the Editors, Letter from the Editor, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
Hello our fellow Yonderites! We (Emma and Meghan) wanted to offer the most sincere thank you to our supporters, our writers, and all our other contributors. Establishing a foundation for Yonder has truly been an honor. This past year we gave this publication a name, a...
The Red Button
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
by Emma Hamilton When I was a little girl in Florida, my cousin Billie used to tell me there was a little red button in the shallow water of the beach somewheres, and when you pressed it, you’d shrink down about to the size of a Polly Pocket, grow gills, and be...
If Only She Was Different
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Samantha O’Brien There are approximately four “If only” Samanthas. Samanthas that might have been a different person, or maybe the same, if she had only done something else. I say four, there’s probably hundreds if not thousands more. A million “if only” Samanthas...
How to Show You Give a Shit
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine All names have been changed to protect the innocent, the guilty, and the implicated. I grew up extremely Southern Baptist. If I said the word “stupid” too close to one of my parents, I would get a lecture and a tablespoon of horseradish to...
Paracosma, Part 2
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine “What do you want?” The panic in her voice was evident, even though she tried to hide it, and I smirked. I’ve got her. Wire $2.5 Million to the account I will send you. This is the money you’ve stolen from your employees, and I will make...
Roll For Initiative
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine Dice are tiny crystal balls. (Well, not balls, I guess…) Tiny crystals of chaos that hold innumerable futures. When you’re at a table full of people rolling dice, Hell seems like a balmy vacation spot. Squishy Wizards and...
Pachamama
by Yonder | May 10, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
An ekphrastic poem based off a tapestry depiction of Pachamama, the Peruvian Mother Earth By Meghan Harrison this is not like paint, once wet and heavy and alive and later caked on and dried this instead is dyed then resurrected into a maze of colors shadows...
Wild Honey
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Meghan Harrison We like to imagine bears eating honey. They hunt salmon. They forage and gather from the Earth’s fruit and tear at the flesh of deer. They slumber through frozen winters. They dance in rushing rivers. They ache to save their babies, claws...
Cradle
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Meghan Harrison I. Day one. The thirst is unquenchable, the throbbing untouchable I hear nothing but axe dropping on skull, heavy with each footstep. The tour guide flips through photographs in his handbook, and I feel nauseated. II. Day one. You must hold a...
sister
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
by Emma Hamilton the morning we played Uno in orange chairs, on the roof of the hotel in New Orleans your hair tucked into your oversized whale-blue jacket the sun pouring down, lifting light from your bed head we reversed turns, back and forth,...
Letter From the Editors – Spring 2022
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | 2022 Letter from the Editors, Letter from the Editor, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
Hello our fellow Yonderites! We (Emma and Meghan) wanted to offer the most sincere thank you to our supporters, our writers, and all our other contributors. Establishing a foundation for Yonder has truly been an honor. This past year we gave this publication a name, a...
The Red Button
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
by Emma Hamilton When I was a little girl in Florida, my cousin Billie used to tell me there was a little red button in the shallow water of the beach somewheres, and when you pressed it, you’d shrink down about to the size of a Polly Pocket, grow gills, and be...
If Only She Was Different
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Samantha O’Brien There are approximately four “If only” Samanthas. Samanthas that might have been a different person, or maybe the same, if she had only done something else. I say four, there’s probably hundreds if not thousands more. A million “if only” Samanthas...
How to Show You Give a Shit
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine All names have been changed to protect the innocent, the guilty, and the implicated. I grew up extremely Southern Baptist. If I said the word “stupid” too close to one of my parents, I would get a lecture and a tablespoon of horseradish to...
Paracosma, Part 2
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine “What do you want?” The panic in her voice was evident, even though she tried to hide it, and I smirked. I’ve got her. Wire $2.5 Million to the account I will send you. This is the money you’ve stolen from your employees, and I will make...
Roll For Initiative
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine Dice are tiny crystal balls. (Well, not balls, I guess…) Tiny crystals of chaos that hold innumerable futures. When you’re at a table full of people rolling dice, Hell seems like a balmy vacation spot. Squishy Wizards and...
Pachamama
by Yonder | May 10, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
An ekphrastic poem based off a tapestry depiction of Pachamama, the Peruvian Mother Earth By Meghan Harrison this is not like paint, once wet and heavy and alive and later caked on and dried this instead is dyed then resurrected into a maze of colors shadows...
Wild Honey
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Meghan Harrison We like to imagine bears eating honey. They hunt salmon. They forage and gather from the Earth’s fruit and tear at the flesh of deer. They slumber through frozen winters. They dance in rushing rivers. They ache to save their babies, claws...
Cradle
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Meghan Harrison I. Day one. The thirst is unquenchable, the throbbing untouchable I hear nothing but axe dropping on skull, heavy with each footstep. The tour guide flips through photographs in his handbook, and I feel nauseated. II. Day one. You must hold a...
sister
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
by Emma Hamilton the morning we played Uno in orange chairs, on the roof of the hotel in New Orleans your hair tucked into your oversized whale-blue jacket the sun pouring down, lifting light from your bed head we reversed turns, back and forth,...
Letter From the Editors – Spring 2022
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | 2022 Letter from the Editors, Letter from the Editor, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
Hello our fellow Yonderites! We (Emma and Meghan) wanted to offer the most sincere thank you to our supporters, our writers, and all our other contributors. Establishing a foundation for Yonder has truly been an honor. This past year we gave this publication a name, a...
The Red Button
by Yonder | May 9, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
by Emma Hamilton When I was a little girl in Florida, my cousin Billie used to tell me there was a little red button in the shallow water of the beach somewheres, and when you pressed it, you’d shrink down about to the size of a Polly Pocket, grow gills, and be...
If Only She Was Different
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Samantha O’Brien There are approximately four “If only” Samanthas. Samanthas that might have been a different person, or maybe the same, if she had only done something else. I say four, there’s probably hundreds if not thousands more. A million “if only” Samanthas...
How to Show You Give a Shit
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine All names have been changed to protect the innocent, the guilty, and the implicated. I grew up extremely Southern Baptist. If I said the word “stupid” too close to one of my parents, I would get a lecture and a tablespoon of horseradish to...
Paracosma, Part 2
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine “What do you want?” The panic in her voice was evident, even though she tried to hide it, and I smirked. I’ve got her. Wire $2.5 Million to the account I will send you. This is the money you’ve stolen from your employees, and I will make...
Roll For Initiative
by Yonder | May 8, 2022 | Poetry, Spring 2022 | 0 Comments
By Susannah Murphine Dice are tiny crystal balls. (Well, not balls, I guess…) Tiny crystals of chaos that hold innumerable futures. When you’re at a table full of people rolling dice, Hell seems like a balmy vacation spot. Squishy Wizards and...