Art title

Eden

Artist

Quill Sang

Artist’s statement

Pen and colored pencil on paper, and digital adjustments in Krita.

…And All I Got Was This Stinking Fruit

Writing by

Phoebe Pineda

I girl-dinner my way
through Funeral Week:

last-minute-rosary
barbecue,

fried rice
with garlic,

Costco charcuterie
board.

I botch yachaejeon
and bin the evidence.

I make salami-and-
cheese sandwiches
five different ways.

I scarf six lumpia
and a handful of grapes,

live on leftovers
from lunch
with the Jersey cousins:

pasta shaped like
little ears,

battered fish
and soggy fries.

I eulogize melted Gouda
on perfect triangles
of buttered toast.

We inherit Grandpa’s Apple Watch
and five bags of Craisins,

but his oatmeal
sits untouched.

Published

February 1, 2025

Phoebe Pineda

Phoebe Pineda (she/her) graduated from the University of California, Santa Barbara, in 2023, with a major in writing and literature and a minor in professional editing. Originally from the Bay Area, she is a part-time fandom enthusiast and full-time story enthusiast who dabbles in just about everything, from short-winded fiction to long-winded nonfiction, as well as the occasional sappy poem. In addition to writing, she enjoys sunset-watching, road trips, trying new dessert places, yelling about pop culture, and making art. Her work has previously been published in The Catalyst, Spectrum, and Open Ceilings.

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Annette Kelly

February 6, 2025

I’m so proud of you! Such a talent!!!

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