Author: Heavy Feather

Five Strips from In Search of Basho, a haiku/comic mashup by Ross Findlay & Mark “Fittsy” Fittock

*Ed.’s Note: click images to view larger sizes. In Search of Basho is a haiku/comic mashup written by Ross Findlay and drawn by Mark ‘Fittsy’ Fittock. Both reside in Germany. The comic details the last year of the protagonist’s life as he goes on one final trip in search of the haiku master, Matsuo Basho.…
Michael Seymour Blake Fiction: “Still No Snow”

I ask the mystic about his nails. “Oh these,” he says, tapping them together, each as long as my foot and connected to gnarled, root-like fingers. “A tribute to Daddy Grace, miracle worker.” I tell him I don’t believe in miracles, and he laughs. He claims miracles are as common as tragedies. He claims he…
New Short Fiction: “The Way the Wholehearted Live” by Suzzanna Matthews-Amanzio

Part OneJust three days before the White House National Security Advisor would be forced to resign—four days before Russia would deploy a missile violating a Cold War era arms treaty—a meme of world leaders awkwardly shaking hands with #notherpresident was making its rounds. And Andie was sitting in a DC hospital, phone in palm, watching…
An Essay by Isabelle Davis: “Lay Off the High Ones”

They failed to come back to Earth1, gravity, conventional use of time. B says, That would be the best way to die. To become fire, immediately after seeing outside of a world everybody else you know will never see outside of, would be so simple. Everything would be colors. Eighteen people have died in…
Six Poems by Peter Longofono

Seismic Enthusiast You can tell humans by their flocking. They call them clearings when they get there. You can tell it timberline. Become optional, an erosive classic intercedes. Nothing now qualifies your hermetic stare-down. You, plucking grissom out the ruly. They, triangulating your knock forest, sparse Switz, traipsing up to populate your zero. Wresting cheesewheels…
Three Hybrid Pieces: Marlin M. Jenkins

At Camp This Summer Hussein runs down the rocky hill behind the tennis court in flip flops (though he is not wearing socks with his flip flops as Mahmoud, his cousin, is—white ones with red lint clinging to the toes). Mahmoud: “Wallah I swear to God, Hussein, if you hit it out of bounds one…
Poetry Collaboration: “Archeology as Prayer” by Amy Ash & Callista Buchen

Let us breathe the dust that was once bone, how we taste the sweat, the steps. Wekneel before the altar of night, stars carved into pattern. It is one of those things, we say. You hear us sift through shadow and dust. We try to tell you what we need, what we want:artifact and ruin,…
AWW Best-in-Show Fellowship: Ashely Adams’ short story “What the Water Told Us”

In 2017, Antioch Writers’ Workshop entered into a partnership with the University of Dayton, and is formally known as The Antioch Writers’ Workshop at the University of Dayton. The University of Dayton provides in-kind space—a physical office, mailing address, and space for the Spring one-day seminar and Summer week-long event. Other benefits include availability of…
Mary Flanagan: Five Poems

Enough You know what I want to have with you? A You Can Do No Wrong Love It might not be the same as We’ve Weathered Many StormsLove Or I’m Sick Can You Share My PainLove Or Why Did You Cheat On MeLove OrWe Lost The BabyLove Rather can we tune our radios To another…