“Recovery” Featured Artist Sarah Wolfe
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome our final “Recovery” issue artist, poet Sarah Wolfe of New Jersey, with “The Final Credits,” a poem in the form of the credits found at …
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome our final “Recovery” issue artist, poet Sarah Wolfe of New Jersey, with “The Final Credits,” a poem in the form of the credits found at …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome back poet and writer Jim Landwehr of Wisconsin, who was last featured here in our second issue, “Water,” in 2019. In “A Long, Doctorish Word,” …
Synkroniciti is excited to welcome poet Nancy Sobanik from Maine with “Diaspora From Which I Derive,” celebrating the legacy of hard work and the fight for female autonomy which began …
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome back Houstonian poet Varsha Saraiya-Shah with “Number Three, A Mystery,” exploring her identity as the third a girl child rather than the hoped for boy …
Synkroniciti is proud to welcome back New York poet and writer Jennifer Maloney, who first debuted in our “Wild” issue, taking the top prize in poetry. We also awarded her …
Synkronciiti is thrilled to welcome poet Carla Hartsfield, born in Texas and residing in Ontario, with “Bookends,” a moving piece about abuse and survival. A piano prodigy from age 4, …
Synkroniciti is honored to welcome Chiricahua Apache writer Tommy Cheis with “Good Guys & Bad Guys,” a heart-breaking and insightful story about a family in Gaza cracking under the strain …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome Turkish playwright, writer and poet Burcu Seyben with “Dwellers of Non-place,” a complex, philosophical prose poem about how people, especially family, interact with each other …
Synkroniciti is thrilled to welcome back Chicago poet Wilda Morris, previously featured in our “Space” (as a member of the P2 Collective) and “Family” issues. “Christina” is a contemplation of …
Synkroniciti is delighted to welcome Houstonian poet Tamara Nicholl-Smith with “To My Husband on The Anniversary of His Father’s Death,” which acknowledges that some of us don’t feel a sense …
