The Devil's Quill

Thanksgiving means more

Jasmine Mathai, Editor

December 31, 2018

Filed under Blog

Jasmine Mathai A month later, but a much needed month, for many reasons. But, more importantly, with Thanksgiving being the kick off to the holiday season, this long month gave me a new appreciation for the holiday we know as Thanksgiving and reminded me why its so impo...

Guava

Hannah Zhang

December 18, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Poetry

guava tiny little watermelon-lime wrinkly light green old woman skin ruddy pink flesh with off-white seeds guava i don’t know what you taste like i’ve only ever smelled you as a candy and found you on Image...

The Comedy Script

Hannah Zhang

December 18, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Non-fiction, Reflective Narrative

In 5th grade, I was head over heels in “love” with a boy named Christian. I didn’t know what love was at the time; I desperately wanted to be his friend, and since I was quite unfamiliar with this feeling, I categorized it ...

Enter, the Kingdom of Nox

Nabil Majumdar

December 18, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Short Fiction

He gagged at the wretched taste of the obnoxious air, the poisonous vials of chemtech, the lifeline of the city, was also the thing contaminating it. The murky mist veiled the remnants of the jagged mountains, sapped of all natura...

Puppet Strings

Ryan Hargy

December 18, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Poetry

Puppet strings, they dance above                                                                          Suffocating, like a strangled dove.                                         ...

Darkness Dancing Down

Mia Porraro

December 17, 2018

Filed under Poetry

Follow the beaten road Where flickering street lights line the way There you will find none who dare be around With rain pouring and darkness dancing down On the other side of the wooden doors nature cries Darkness holds every corn...

The Meaning Of Truth

Logan Aviles

December 17, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Non-fiction

The world as it is in truth stands beyond humanity. “Truth,” as it has been understood historically, does not denote something objective and absolute, something that qualifies as par excellence real, but rather an emotion, a s...

Papino

Julia Schnarr

December 17, 2018

Filed under Short Fiction

Douglas and Jennifer ran from the car to the house that was home to their Nana and Papa. A plump house with a two palm trees that swayed to the sides. Bushes of purple and red zinnias sprouted in front of the dainty Florida ranch. ...

the garden of life

Erin Flaherty

December 17, 2018

Filed under Lit Mag, Poetry

The world is dirt Yet I’ve seen the greatest of flowers Spring up from its soil   And she was the loveliest flower. From the broken earth she bloomed And grew into something so much more Than ...

Lightning’s Apprentice: Part I Chapter 1 (Stay tuned for more…)

Max Kevelson

December 17, 2018

Filed under Short Fiction

“T’was a dark and stormy night, deep in the bowels of the Cave of Darius the Stormbr-” "No it wasn't" “I'm sorry, normally I try to make your life seem interesting.” "Even if it isn't that interesting, it's still my life! Speaking of which, where did you come up with that cave name? ‘The Cave of Darius the Stormbreaker'? It’s like something out of a fantasy novel." “This is a fantasy novel Damion. You’re the protagonist and I’m your helpful sidekick/voice in your head, Narrator.” said Narrator.

Carambola

Carambola

December 17, 2018

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