Author: Heavy Feather
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Fiction Review: Adam Camiolo Reads Chloe Chun Seim’s Illustrated Novel-in-Stories Churn
Churn, the debut novel by Chloe Chun Seim, is a work of considerate prose, intense emotional undercurrents, and painterly sensibilities. Seim’s writing often keeps its attention to aesthetics at the forefront while still packing an impressive punch, making it feel at times like an impressionist painting on the business end of a sledgehammer, and at…
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“Easy to Advanced Hand Puppets”: A Short Story for Side A by Dolan Morgan
Easy to Advanced Hand Puppets Introduction When was the last time you made a hand puppet? Or, for that matter, when was the last time you did anything? Something real. Be honest. Right, okay: then you might as well make hand puppets. And for that, you’ve come to the right place: an instructive, easy to…
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“A Love without Subject or Object”: Peter Valente on Claire DeVoogd’s Poetry Collection Via
For Jack Spicer, something remains when everything has been destroyed, and all attempts to find the Holy Grail have failed: God-language. The darkness from which is born the light. An anti-Grail, perhaps. There is no relief, no stability, no great achievement at the end of the road to imbue your life with meaning. You felt…
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Five Poems: Oladejo Abdullah Feranmi
This Doom I am still learning to die for myself.I can’t unremember a few. And I knowpeople who are enough gravity, whowill look you in the bullseye and say:this is how to stay, this is how to live.But here are their hands, tugging ontothe rainline from their eyes calling Godfrom the other end as if…
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Two Poems by Jan Wiezorek
Uphill Uphill disorients us,our gnarly breathing,not knowing howher sentiment loadsher florid face, rotatingunder leaves succumbedto false serenity: Had to putmy dog down, she says—like standing on her head,blood rushing to her face,eyes roiling leaves—hillyfootfalls, pausing, no treescomfort her, no words, noquiet, upside lying down.I’m trying not to cry, to bestrong for her; her breathsclimbing (penumbral)…
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Two Poems by John Gallaher
A Private Language In the parking lot this afternoon, a woman (mid-60s?) walked downthe row, got into a silver Ford sedan parked next to me,and sat there a bit like she’s really thinking, like she’s contemplatingexistence, working on her thousand-yard stare, as I was loadingmy groceries. Then she got back out, went down a couple…
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Fiction Review: Ben Tripp Reads Tom Comitta’s Novel The Nature Book
Some will be familiar with the style of experimental writing found between these covers. “This novel contains no words of my own,” the author ominously portends in the book’s short, explanatory preface. “I have gathered nature descriptions from over three hundred novels and arranged them into a single book.” The aesthetic of collage, or, more…
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“Must there be sacrifice?”: Claire Polders Reads Jennifer Lang’s Memoir-in-Miniature Places We Left Behind
Peripatetic As a nomad, I’m drawn to international stories about displacement. My life drastically changed when my husband and I lost our Parisian home in the winter of 2019 and began traveling around the world. I cannot always identify why my wandering existence is as challenging as it is rewarding, so I seek out authors…

