Ryan Andrej Lough

New World City by Ryan Andrej Lough

KOSTYA HAS BEEN MISSING now for nearly two weeks. My love, gone. I am all alone in this land. I don’t know if I’ll ever see him again, and I have no idea why he was taken away. I cannot go to the police because

Home I’ll Never Be by Ryan A. Lough

I ARRIVED IN TUSCALOOSA earlier this evening, by way of Birmingham. Tuesday night. My day began a country mile east of Atchafalaya, in the heart of Old Louisianne. My shoe leather was worn thin, so I put my thumb out at first light, hoping for

The Trappings by Ryan A. Lough

“YOUTH IS ABOVE ALL a collection of possibilities.” -Albert Camus She walked back into the bedroom after her morning, post-coital piss. Maybe it’s because this is her apartment, or perhaps it’s just who she is, but in the late-morning sun with all flesh exposed, she