Author: Heavy Feather

Side A: Original Collaborative Fiction & Art by Alex Gregor & Sean Riley

art by Sean RileyThe Wolf and the Hunter, Right Panel of the Ballads Triptych, 2025 oil on canvas, 44″ x 36″ the comet and the receding sea words by Alex Gregor it began with a comet on the Espigò d’Antoni Gutiérrez Díaz. the musician saw it first, telling the astronomer over the phone, who was…
New Short Fiction: “Hurricane” by Jackie Corley

The ocean met the bay. In one hundred years, the bay wouldn’t exist at all. The twenty-mile barrier island would disappear into the Atlantic Ocean as if it had been a quaint sandbar, an untouched strip of land giving way to a cosmic blip of human joy and then faded from memory. The arrogance to…
Excerpt from Roadkill: New Fiction by Alana I. Capria

I am roadkill. I am a body bag with a crying tumor inside. I have no value beyond my womb. Put on life support, my body is cracked like a raw egg. No one cares that the shell is broken so long as the yolk remains intact. I’ve gone necrotic on the mattress; my rot…
Haunted Passages Short Fiction Hybrid: “The Cartographer of Unobservable Roads” by Libby Banks

A PEDESTRIAN GUIDE TO THE ALTERNATIVE ROUTE SYSTEM Seventh Edition (Revised) Compiled by: Dr. Rachel Wallace, Urban GeographerPublisher: Small Compass PressPrice: Free ROUTE 1: THE GRIEF-FOLD PATH Duration: Unmeasurable Difficulty: Moderate (if you’ve lost someone), Impossible (if you haven’t) Begin where the street remembers its old name. Turn left. Walk three blocks. You’ll smell your grandmother’s kitchen…
New Prose Poem: “I read that butterflies are losing their color, becoming more muted to blend into their deforested habitats” by Vikki C.

And now they’re sending a search party out looking for wonder. It worries me—are they using the correct searchlight? Will I be missed again? These concerns keep happening—like the continuous tense of fall—bloody maples dredging an exhausted world, where the line between hidden and lost is sodden. Like my mother complaining she could never find…
New Poem: “Girls I’ve Known” by Elaine Equi

S. who even in kindergarten wore a perpetually startled look. K. who of all The Beatles loved Ringo best and claimed the boy she babysat was his illegitimate child. R. who looked like an Indian princess. You knew she’d be pregnant by junior year. B. my boss who was shorter than me, who forced me…
Three Original Poems from If Only in Combat I Find Love by Jack Nancy

So the Carnival Does Not Crash Bikini Jesus of the red hangercome down, you mangeryou’re not meant to be up thereyou poet, come down, you are a boxfor living things, cows, farm animals Picking up lines from the half head goneripping off sweaters from the should be deadnot knowing how to clean themwatering the plastic…
New Poem by Jiwon Choi: “Reading About Prince’s Movie While Conjuring the Sunday Times Crossword and Rote Learning ‘Postcolonial Love Poem’ by Natalie Diaz”

Quest Love calls Ezra Edelman’s nine hour sequence of the Beautiful One looking quiet punching out muses speaking in koans while embracing lace “a cultural service” for Black men We’re in junior high and our parents are too busy to notice we’ve cut school to see a movie at the Olympia movie theater on the…
Poetry Review: Dawn Macdonald Reads Gary Jackson’s New Collection small lives

Way back in the 2010s, being interviewed by Emilia Phillips over at 32 Poems about his Graywolf Press collection Missing You, Metropolis, Gary Jackson had this to offer on the topic of superhero comics: “… I wouldn’t say comics are the equivalent of my whole life (my ten-year-old self would feel betrayed); they just serve…