Author: Heavy Feather

Book Review: Daniel Barbiero Reads Paul Éluard & Max Ernst’s Surrealist Collaboration Repetitions & Misadventures of Immortals

“Max and I were at Verdun together and used to shoot at each other.” This was how French poet Paul Éluard drolly described his first encounter with the German artist Max Ernst. Each had served in his country’s army during the First World War and had fought on opposite sides during the battle of Verdun.…
New Poetry by Gukhui Noh: “warbler”

I place my heart in the seat next to me on the intercity bus,and we run together without looking to the side, withoutasking how we are doing, early cosmos flowers sway bythe roadside, perhaps thinking this is how sides lean againsteach other as they collide. I read the rhythm of wiping across your thinning wrists,you…
The Future Has Fiction: “The Math Problem” by NM Whitley

The math problem leapt off the page and began its spree of terror. “…the fuck?” cried one eyewitness, speaking on condition of anonymity. The item was brief, a mere five lines, and as Bret read aloud in the kitchen, his sister Nan smiled, whether from amusement or because she’d managed to spoon peas into her…
New Poem for Haunted Passages: “The Birdcage” by Martine Bellen

Sighted people tend to react to darkness like birds when their cage is covered for the night. And with my cage concealed, I rested on a bed of nettles, Hansel as my dream. Or rather, I drowned in our mutual dream, having slipped into him while asleep, and when he awoke, I—Gretel—remained in deep slumber,…
Vi Khi Nao in Conversation with Poet & Scientist Kim Barke about Her Collections State to State & Months at a Time

Kim Barke is a queer poet, playwright, composer, publisher, and creative director whose work defies conventional categorization. She holds a PhD in pharmacology and toxicology and an MFA in creative writing, and has worked in advertising for over 25 years, earning nine Cannes Lions among numerous other accolades. She is the author of three poetry…
Fictional Dispatch from l’Hôtel Dauphin by Emily Rems: “Apartment”

At first glance, they looked just like babies. Frozen, lifeless newborns still curled up as if they had never left the warm insides of their mothers. But once I got a little closer, I saw what they really were—suckling pigs. I couldn’t believe my luck. When I’d first told my boyfriend about the job interview…
New Fiction from l’Hôtel Dauphin: “The Silovik’s Corpse” by Theo Yurevitch

The stain is in the middle of the bed, but the silovik’s wife never sleeps in the middle of the bed. She sleeps on the left side even when she is alone, which is much of the time. Polina is sure of that. The linens are her responsibility. Now all that is left on the…
Fiction Review: Mia Carroll Reads Sara Lippmann’s Sophomore Novel Hidden River

Cassandra Trout narrates her days as a retail associate at an Eileen Fisher store in Philadelphia and her sleepless nights alone in Hidden River, Sara Lippmann’s sharp second novel. When she receives a wedding invitation from her childhood friend, Sally Sellers, Cass is brought back to the intimate relationship she experienced with Sally’s father that…
Flavor Town USA Short Fiction: “Our Only Violence” by Ryan Bender-Murphy

“No gloves, no utensils,” was how the note ended. I didn’t notice this until I had parked in front of the house. I would usually leave the white to-go bag at the door, but for this order, it was requested that I enter the home. What came next was open to my interpretation, but the…