Author: Heavy Feather

  • “Static Pressure,” a flash fiction for Haunted Passages by Cooper Shrivastava

    “Static Pressure,” a flash fiction for Haunted Passages by Cooper Shrivastava

    I am 612 feet below the surface, and I am furious. Eric is connected to my dive belt by an 8-foot rope. When I look in that direction, I feel myself getting angry again and I purposefully let it go. At these depths, an increase in heart rate and breathing means increasing my risk of…

  • “Leap of Faith,” an ekphrastic short fiction for Haunted Passages by Mark Blickley

    “Leap of Faith,” an ekphrastic short fiction for Haunted Passages by Mark Blickley

    *Ed.’s Note: click image to view larger size. Leap of Faith I’m a dead frog and I don’t say this with any pity or understanding or shame, it’s just an observation that people seem to like us, like us a bit too much because they like to push hooks through our jaws and cast us…

  • “A Look Forward”: Announcing the Inaugural Zachary Doss Memorial Fellowship Winners & Finalists

    “A Look Forward”: Announcing the Inaugural Zachary Doss Memorial Fellowship Winners & Finalists

    Hello Feathers. Ryan here. I am pleased to announce that our judges, Brandi Wells and Leia Penina Wilson, have chosen the four winners for the inaugural Zachary Doss Friends in Letters Memorial Fellowship! Before I commence with the winners, I just want to say thank you, first and foremost, to every single person who submitted…

  • “Bringing the Heart of Things to Eye Level”: Louis Elliott on Eye Level, a poetry collection by Jenny Xie (Graywolf Press)

    “Bringing the Heart of Things to Eye Level”: Louis Elliott on Eye Level, a poetry collection by Jenny Xie (Graywolf Press)

    Philosophical, simple, balanced. Such is Eye Level, Jenny Xie’s full-length debut, a collection that returns wisdom from a place seemingly far away and places it for us in full legibility at eye level. Xie practices brevity and clarity, an ability to make deep solitude, or suffering, noble. The poems follow a traveler, a la backpacker,…

  • “Cobweb Lake”: A Short Story for Haunted Passages by Hernán Ortiz

    “Cobweb Lake”: A Short Story for Haunted Passages by Hernán Ortiz

    My friend and I were skipping stones near the bodies that floated on the surface. We imagined that if the ripples touched them a hundred times, the bodies would wake up. But if the stones touched them instead, they would stay asleep forever. Most were thin stones we collected among the undergrowth that surrounded the…

  • John-Michael Bloomquist: Four Father Nescio Poems for Haunted Passages

    John-Michael Bloomquist: Four Father Nescio Poems for Haunted Passages

    Father Nescio and the God Pill—after Carl Sagan When the machines grew all our foodand drink, there was no need to workor study. We lived like passengersin a self-driving car traveling without adestination. When Christ, grieved over ourrestlessness, came back into our lives,she gave us Theophorin, a gel capsule of slicknanotech-spiders that wove us into…

  • “.DECEMBER.”: October People  novel excerpt & audio by Pablo D’Stair

    “.DECEMBER.”: October People novel excerpt & audio by Pablo D’Stair

    …It was twenty-years ago today (as someone – I can’t think who – was known to say) at the ripe young age of nineteen, beguiled by my mis-reading of the rules to the Anvil Press 3-Day Novel Writing Contest, that I locked myself in the cheapest Econo Lodge money could buy for the purpose of…

  • Two Poems by Nancy Hightower

    Two Poems by Nancy Hightower

    Resurrectionfor Jericho Death always wins. Despite sunsetand a blood moon calling for magic,there’s a small body leftin the field of lilacsand still more bodiesadrift on a forgotten sea,and he sings their namesin remembrance, wears a crownof flowers with half-cocked grinbecause tomorrow bringsnew tragedies like a promise. Still, he believesin the prophecy of rain,blesses the descentfrom…

  • Su Nadeau: “Juniper,” a short story for Haunted Passages

    Su Nadeau: “Juniper,” a short story for Haunted Passages

    The twelve-thirteen train derailed on Tuesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays. It was the only one that passed through this way. This meant Lupon and Wren devoted their time to clearing the wreckage so each train had the opportunity to wreck on its own. A quarter after noon on Saturday the train was heard before it was…