Category: Hybrid

New Side A Hybrid: “Were” by Kathleen Rooney

Were Purest verb of wistful longing: I wish it were Friday. I wish you were here. Yesterday we were studying and we were studying yesterday. Were and wer are archaic terms for adult male humans in Germanic cultures, often used alliteratively as in “were and wife.” Therianthropy is a fancy name for shapeshifting. If you…
“Talk Show Host,” a new hybrid piece for Side A by Chris McCreary

Talk Show Host bombs his monologue. Checks his notes, blinks meaningfully into camera two. Talk Show Host throws his desk out the window. It hits the trampoline, bounces back onto his lap. Talk Show Host puts on his therapist’s cap, but the guests have removed their mics their mouths faces & eyes they’ve receded behind…
Side A Material Collaboration: “Sleep Takes More and More of Us” by Philip Lindsey & Matt McBride

Sleep Takes More and More of Us Mini-interview with Philip Lindsey & Matt McBride HFR: Can you share a moment that has shaped you as collaborators (or continues to)? PL: Matt and I met in my studio one evening over a couple of beers to talk about ideas, art, and a way into the project.…
“pod”: Recorded Transmissions from The Future by Andrew Brenza

*Ed.’s Note: click images to view larger sizes. Over a period of several months in the winter of 2022, a nameless entity, via manipulations of entangled particles across time, or pods, as the entity referred to them, transmitted an expressive model for the development of an eternally sustainable utopian consciousness into the plastic architecture of my…
Side A Hybrid: “Anecdotal Evidence” by Edie Meade

Anecdotal Evidence I. a. A man’s hand amputated at the lumberyard maintains a distal phantom structure through pins and needles continually fingerpicking “Wildwood Flower”; more research is needed into phantom limbs as a grief of the body. b. Necromancy cannot call up legs blown off in Belgian trenches, in part because there is nothing to…
Side A Hybrid Piece: “Early People” by Jeffrey Hermann

Early People Early people looked at stars and just had no idea. Then someone had an idea. They drew it on a cave wall with a burnt stick. Meanwhile, I’m eating Sun Chips from a machine. If I had to explain the world to paleolithic humans I’d take them someplace quiet and wait for an…
Side A Visual Poetry: “Autoimmunity” by Allison Thung

*Ed.’s Note: click images to view larger sizes.[1] Mini-interview with Allison Thung HFR: Can you share a moment that has shaped you as a writer (or continues to)? AT: A moment that particularly stands out to me is when I stumbled into the world of contemporary literary journals, discovered a category of publications (present company…
The Future: “The Buddha Who Couldn’t Feel & The Fish on the Floor,” a flash by Emily Lu

You were the buddha who couldn’t feel. They carved you out of the grotto in Henan, dilated and full of stone. Sent you to look after a new mountain. On your journey here, they left your feet behind. They lost every one of your thousand arms and installed your seat too high up from the…
Side A Visual Poetry: “bye, see you soon” by Jonathan Memmert

bye, see you soon bye,see yousoon maybebefore you knowit one of us will run across each others pathsanother day another nighttime, is any of it guaranteed?next time, old phrase built to lastthe trick is not to let it get to you toomuch as we exist in a work in progressa sleight of hand each unfolding…