Author: Heavy Feather

Fiction Review: Emily Webber Reads Brendan Gillen’s Debut Novel Static

Brendan Gillen’s debut novel follows a trio of musicians trying to survive in New York City. Static explores the sacrifices artists make, the realities of who makes it big and who doesn’t, and the messy but sometimes magical process of collaborative creation. The novel is told from the point of view of Paul, who is…
Poetry Review: Jordan Hamel Reads Michael Chang’s Collection Toy Soldiers

The term “Gruen Transfer,” named after some dead Austrian architect, defines the state of idealized hyperreality realized by deliberate reconstruction of a person’s surroundings. Every time you take that first step into a giant mall, there’s a small moment; a moment of disorientation and confusion as you survey the chaos of new surroundings, a moment when…
Bad Survivalist: “And Our Flag Was Still There,” a short comic by Jesse Bradley-Amore

Jesse Bradley-Amore is a writer, cartoonist, and (occasional) improviser based out of Winter Park, Florida. His stories have been featured on RISK! and The Volume Knob. His comics have been published in Oyez Review and Action, Spectacle. Under his J. Bradley pen name, he’s the author of Teenage Wasteland: An American Love Story and has fiction in Short Edition dispensers. He’s…
Bad Survivalist Poem by Frances Mac: “What we lost”

was our car and supplies for a Girl Scoutsurvival—protein bars, extra underwear, a beliefin fossil fuels. It was not like the movies.You cannot whisper or roundhouse kickan entrance to test for danger. They don’t waituntil you’ve tiptoed inside to take a jugular.We scattered like buckshot when the firstscream sliced the air like a mandolin. You…
New Poetry: “To Infinity and Beyond” by Joel Anthony Harris

I have a running sore on my chest, a pockmarked full moon that waxes radiant in inconsolable bereavement. I bear it as a nursery swaddled in shade cloth to ditch the sun. It is my silent wound. My silent night. A silence etched into my being as a sinkhole without the finality of rocks or…
New Fiction for Haunted Passages: “Three Magi (Or Three Lost Men)” by Garrett Crowe

I. A bottle opener in the shape of a mystic—I purchased it at an antiquary that specialized in items made between the 50s and 70s. On a nail, the mystic hung upside down, legs crossed, praying with hands at his heart. It was molded in brass. I had to have it. It reminded me of…
Haunted Passages: Three Microfictions by Addison Zeller

The Dinosaurafter Augusto Monterroso The tip of the tail (a barb almost, dripping with rainwater) gleams despite the intervening clouds and leaves as sunlight plays on its back, continuing, while the storm passes on, along its skin and spine, and arcs like the rainbow that has already begun to form, until it pools in the…
Fiction Review: Mia Carroll Reads Zeeva Bukai’s Novel The Anatomy of Exile

Zeeva Bukai’s debut novel, The Anatomy of Exile, follows the Abadi family, who in the wake of the 1967 Israeli Six-Day War, moves to America, where the complicated foreign relations of their home country continue to influence their daily lives. This work feels resoundingly timely in this moment of unspeakable violence, but it also reminds…
Poetry: Three Bad Survivors by Kristin Lueke

the idiot imagines the last year as her last on earth (at last) i watched my dog disintegrate, drank more water than god.thought about divorce but didn’t. get divorced i mean. imaginedwhat it would be like to move a sofa. i didn’t move a sofa.didn’t do a single puzzle i didn’t want to do. i…