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The Interstitial strives to curate intelligent, insightful, and thought-provoking pieces about what it means to be human. We bring our readers a distilled view of the complexities, contradictions, and edges of humanity across all genres.
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The Fallen Star
The Fallen Star
And the boy who helped him find his home
Roman Newell
Nov 8
The Antidote for Forgotten Dreams
The Antidote for Forgotten Dreams
What if…?
Judy Walker
Nov 8
The Fragile Thread
The Fragile Thread
On the Radiance of Our Soft Edges
Ani Eldritch
Nov 8
Just Once, Before You Go
Just Once, Before You Go
A Love Song
Muhammad Nasrullah Khan
Nov 8
The Light House
The Light House
Holding on to the light.
Nimi Glows
Nov 7
Growing Flowers
Growing Flowers
Another day of last breaths in thin light
Roman Newell
Nov 7
Revelation
Revelation
Healing from the pain…
Aurora Moon McKnight
Nov 7
Survivor
Survivor
— after A.B.
Maria Nazos
Nov 6
The Only Left Turn That Matters is Who’s Left After You’ve Turned
The Only Left Turn That Matters is Who’s Left After You’ve Turned
And other lessons
Roman Newell
Nov 5
Book of Small Deaths
Book of Small Deaths
Notes from the broken spine
Ani Eldritch
Nov 5
Into the Abyss
Into the Abyss
A journey through darkness, identity, and redemption
Andreea T. Felciuc
Nov 5
Modern Art
Modern Art
As Mother describes to her teenage daughter the monthly Rorschach in her underwear, how hard buds
Maria Nazos
Nov 5
Solitude
Solitude
Steam train departing a very long trip
Roman Newell
Nov 4
Fault Lines
Fault Lines
The anatomy of bare rooms
Ani Eldritch
Nov 4
When My Relapsed Cousin Runs Out of the Family Boutique Mid-Shift
When My Relapsed Cousin Runs Out of the Family Boutique Mid-Shift
My aunt never knows when her daughter, whom she’s tried to keep sober and employ, texts her dealer and then goes tearing off:
Maria Nazos
Nov 4
The Encounter
The Encounter
A part of “To Harness The Sun”
Micah Josiah
Nov 4
Whispers at Old Times
Whispers at Old Times
Encounters between poetry and reality
Andreea T. Felciuc
Nov 4
Los Angeles
Los Angeles
Smoking in high-tower plaza
Roman Newell
Nov 2
A small bird in his hand.
A small bird in his hand.
And I sat and wondered: well, why is she so different for me, when I’m alone in my room and when we’re together. — John Fante
Black on white. Words from Mari
Nov 2
Beneath the Cherry Tree
Beneath the Cherry Tree
The man you thought you knew
Roman Newell
Oct 31
Tessellations of the Self
Tessellations of the Self
An interruption in definitions
Ani Eldritch
Oct 31
When Anger Is The Driver
When Anger Is The Driver
It’s hard to make peace with an emotion that society frowns upon, one you yourself have fiercely suppressed.
Andreea T. Felciuc
Oct 31
Phyllis Calls from her Room
Phyllis Calls from her Room
An experience from my time working in a care home for elderly residents
Nicole Paton
Oct 31
My Mother’s Kind Loving Touching Hands
My Mother’s Kind Loving Touching Hands
And the red-nail thumbprint
Roman Newell
Oct 30
Blood Red Avalanche
Blood Red Avalanche
Within the Dark of Her Heart
Aurora Moon McKnight
Oct 30
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