Entering the city of Boris from the sea, the Sea Captain’s Ghost notices a mollusk on the back of his … More
Category: Print Archives
Welcome to the Heavy Feather archives, a searchable category of print work published since 2012. The project is an attempt to bring as much of the magazine online for new and longtime readers. We’re`still printing issues, and this archival effort will be gradual, hopefully weekly, depending on the given moment. Update: Starting with Vol. 6, we are publishing full issues online, while also offering the print edition for diehards like ourselves.
Two Poems by Kyle Harvey
Glacier —for Danny Rosen and Jack Mueller We are the sea and we rise with the break off slide-in of … More
Two Poems by Jill Khoury
For Weeks I Have Been Waiting for Something Pleasant to Write About But to no avail, so I clipped some … More
Four Poems by Tony Mancus
All the Things Your Head Can Be your head is a pew, you drape its curve. your empty palm, pass … More
Two Poems by Andrew Cantrell
Heliotrope Where one finds that moody is like a word or like the register in which the sky loosens its … More
“Attend the Way,” short fiction by Theodore Wheeler
It’s because he has a train to catch that Rodney leaves his room after suppertime. He puts on dress shoes … More
Three Poems by Jeremy Behreandt
A Third Place The bell tower prescribed an auditory space that corresponded to a particular notion of territoriality, one obsessed … More
Two Erasures from AS WE KNOW by Amaranth Borsuk & Andy Fitch
*** Amaranth Borsuk’s most recent book is Pomegranate Eater (Kore Press, 2016), a collection of poems. Previous … More
Three Poems by Christopher Kennedy
I Have Approximated Lightning There is the ghost and then the ghost’s shadow. By ghost, I mean memory. By shadow, … More
Three Poems by Christina Olson
Citing Budgetary Concerns, the Hurricane Name Retirement Center Closes Its Doors Listen: they’ve closed the hurricane name retirement center. They … More
Fiction: “Driving Range” by John Scaggs
Like most of the men in the Wetherall family, Virgil had lost a finger or three over the years. The … More
Two Poems by Conor Bracken
Running After Years My gait’s a mistake my feet keep making. Allow me to introduce myself: an unbridled trot. A … More
