Author: Heavy Feather

Fiction: “A Stranger Never Comes to Town” by Jessica Alexander

My first brother was a cockatoo on the shoulder of a much older woman, who called herself Madame La Cava, spoke bad French, and feigned clairvoyance. I said, “Know how to hurt what you love?” He held her hoop earring in his beak. She said, “Vous voulez me devorer avec baisers, mon canard.” I said,…
Six Poems by Jill M. Talbot

Infinite Jest I’m sleeping under the bedin solidarity with the monsters,I’m sleeping in a shedin support of the fraudsters. Dan Magnan,Tonight I’m going homeless,got a new pair of socks,got every hipster on her kneesfrom Kamloops to Fort Knox. Bob Dylan,The SkyTrain stops at Hornby,Rupert and King Edward,I’ll sleep with all you wannabeswith whiskey on the…
Four Pieces from Hell by Eric Dean Wilson

Eurydice in Hell ¶It was only hell when you visited. Why couldn’t you understand that? ¶Maybe that’s unfair. I certainly didn’t get it then and thought of you less as a partner than an exit. You, on the other hand, thought you’d lost me out of some singular fault of your own, as if I…
Three Illustrations by Eben Kling

*Ed.’s Note: click images to view larger sizes. Big Flood Double Man Good Joke Eben Kling received his BFA from Montserrat College of Art in 2009 and his MFA from Umass Amherst in 2015. Most recently he has shown at the Miller Yezerski Project Space and Gallery Kayafas in Bostom MA, Nopop Gallery and Artspace in…
Poetry: Suzi F. Garcia’s “Dirt Skirt Divas Present No Man’s Land”

Painted roses on my lips, feather lashes wink wink blink tonight Gloves come off one finger at a time, nails glitter gray. Work the angle, work my angles, get a cheap pop from the crowd, hit a high spot, just a little grunt-and-groan. Take a hit, take a bump, thumbtacks in the fleshy backsides of…
Four Poems by Kathryne David Gargano

i slide your words inside a clear glass ornament i slide your words inside a clear glass ornament / i keep them safe this way & mine i write them each on slips of paper / shake shake shake & rearrange / my own language in your words / i speak it & you stare…
Graphic Novel Review: Ryan Werner on Jesse Jacobs’ Crawl Space

*Ed.’s Note: click images to view larger sizes. One time at the preschool where I work, a four-year-old asked me what “orange” means. I said it was a color, like pink or red, and she didn’t get it. So, I told her it was like a carrot or cheddar cheese or an orange itself, the…
Poetry Review: Thel Seraphim Reads Elegy Department Spring by Kay Gabriel

Begin with the cover, apparently a cropped still from the last scene of the 1971 Warhol/Morrissey movie, Women in Revolt. The movie follows the trans Warhol superstars Jackie Curtis, Candy Darling, and Holly Woodlawn, on a romp through a parodic women’s group called PIGs (Politically Involved Girls). Candy has left it all behind to become…
Poetry: “Air Canada” by Kirstin Ethridge

We could fly to Thunder Bay on a plane, kissing our palms and pressing them to the cold metal exterior before boarding, listening to the scarf-wearing flight attendant rattle off safety instructions in English and en Français. We used to joke, but now it’s true: fuck America, I’ll take my chances with the cold. Thunder…