House of Little Deaths

Michael Deagler

You don’t know this story. Denhelder tells it. Or, he tells a version of it. One where he’s the main character, witty and roguish and triumphant. He isn’t, though. Which isn’t to say that I am either. I’m actually even…

Camera: A Collaborative Essay

Brenda Miller and Julie Marie Wade

Frame One: Light Writing In the beginning there was a window, and a view. Le Gras: a country estate in eastern France. A simple view: rooftops, angles of stone walls leaning toward one another. Niépce had to be a patient…

Paddle

Alyson Hagy

A woman was walking the strand at Dooega when she came upon a man building a currach. He was from Ethiopia. He told her so. She asked if he was with the gaeltacht school above the harbor. No, he said.…

Ailments

Clare Beams

All my life Frances had been hard to bear, but marriage had turned her intolerable. Our mother had taught us about love, speaking the word as if it named an illness and tipping her faded aristocrat’s face toward our father…

Leviathan

Matthew Moore

In memoriam Tomaž Šalamun Any sprig that touches Air touches water— A blow in the heart blows the wall— After debt is a circle Arrived around valleys licked A thread greener than A matter of time—now shearing season— Astronomers prod…

Go Forth

Melissa Yancy

His wife Beverly was on the mailing list for every conceivable kind of cause, cleft palates and felled trees. He sat at the kitchen table, watching her sift through the appeals that had collected over the last months, as though they were letters from old friends.…

In the Family Way

Jane Healey

They buried my great-great-grandfather neck-deep in earth to save him, but since the earth was not of his homeland, and instead of some other land sighted halfway through the godforsaken voyage of the Dauntless, he cried for the duration of…

Something Simple

Jeff McLaughlin

No single man can make a pencil. It takes separate and distinct efforts to extract the wood, shape it, ship it, mine metal, refine it, create graphite, apply yellow paint, stamp black paint, assemble these things, label it, package it,…

July Micro-Reviews

Rachel Eliza Griffiths. Lighting the Shadow. Four Way Books, 2015. 136 pages. $15.95. This fourth collection by Rachel Eliza Griffiths transforms what the eye sees; as a gifted photographer as well as poet, this poet is definitely up to the…

The Laughter Artist

Shruti Swamy

Drunk. Split almost open. And I found myself laughing at the window at the violence outside, a man yelling at a woman who walked quickly away from him, crossing through the dark, sudden emptiness of the street to its opposing…

The Only Harmless Great Thing

George Kalamaras

Say the elephant in the dream was your obsession with the perfection of nature. Say you remembered other deaths—that night of lightning in the ship off the coast of Borneo, or the disembowelment in the public square when they caught…

US

Oindrila Mukherjee

The first time we think of ourselves as a group with a shared destiny is on a weekday morning in the middle of June. …

A Trans Body’s Path in Eight Folds

Cooper Lee Bombardier

“Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird! No hungry generations tread thee down.”      —John Keats “Ode to a Nightingale” One: right concentration A trans body sightsees at Carlsbad Caverns. It pays admission and enters the gap-toothed maw. Eyes are…

Protean Fictions: On Lincoln Michel’s Upright Beasts

Alex McElroy

Over the past couple decades, the dominance of realist fiction in the literary landscape has been challenged by the rise of weird fiction. Prominent examples include the steampunk fairy tales of Kelly Link, Karen Russell’s swamp-gothic surrealism, and Jeff VanderMeer’s eco-sci-fi Southern Reach trilogy.…

Man is the Measure of All Things

Meghan Kenny

The Vandermies invited Russell to their house in Ketchum for dinner. He drove on a dirt road that wound through the base of mountains that looked so smooth of sand they might slide down from the smallest movement upon them.…

On Beatlebone by Kevin Barry

Simon Chandler

New York, NY: Doubleday, 2015. 320 pages. $24.95. (Click on cover image to purchase) In 1978, John Lennon hadn’t released any music for three years. His last outing had been 1975’s comparatively uninspiring Rock ’n’ Roll, and in the year…

June Micro-Reviews

Aja Couchois Duncan. Restless Continent. Litmus Press, 2016. 104 pages. $15.00. Near the beginning of her debut full-length collection, Aja Couchois Duncan ponders “what woman means, mother or pleasure or garbage strewn contiguously so that no one place is landfill…

Micro-Review Author Notes

Joseph Campana is a poet, arts critic, and scholar of Renaissance literature. He is the author of The Pain of Reformation (Fordham UP, 2012) and two collections of poetry, The Book of Faces (Graywolf, 2005) and Natural Selections (2012), which…

Sing Sing

Abigail Wender

“Why? Why?” Mother begged. We stood in the prison visitors’ line, our two brown bags packed with fruit, salami, cartons of cigarettes. Snow drifted into our shoes. She wanted me to stay overnight in a trailer with her and my…

Zoophilia in Four Acts

Laura Maylene Walter

On stage she wears a long black dress glittering with miniscule sequin stars. With every movement she shimmers like a galaxy, the skirt’s side slit opening to tease against her bare thigh.…

Three Short Essays

Beth Ann Fennelly

Inside Wendy’s freezer: a bottle of vodka and a dead cat in plastic wrap. The cat she froze so she can bury it in Florida, where the cat was happy, before Wendy divorced and moved away to make a fresh start.…

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