To Have Done with the Division of Moving Bodies The day the killer killed the bitch, the town-they-called-a-city’s grayscale sky … More
Tag: HFR Vacancies
Fiction: “A Crushing Beauty” by Kelly Lynn Thomas
A Crushing Beauty Mia has been dead for weeks, but she can’t bring herself to leave Nowhere, Pennsylvania. When it … More
Brad Rose: Two Poems
In Media Res Everything on this planet fails fails in the middle even death your life is death’s failure but … More
Three Micro-Poems by David Tomaloff
In Defense of Clouds the absence of caterpillar time— / weighted under a weightless sky, / the ibis eyeing a … More
“Field Journal,” a poem-hybrid by Phil Spotswood
Field Journal the last scientist does not know where the others have gone. he searches the corners of the stone … More
Fiction by Marcus Pactor: “Cake”
Cake —after Blake Butler The cake reminded me of the twins’ wet sludge food. I could never shovel it well … More
Two Surreal Fictions by Michael Trocchia
The Uninvited It was the scene outside that would be of great consequence, yet they crowded around the uninvited guest, … More
Three Prose Poems by Grant Kittrell
There’s a Man with a Hemingway Inside His chair is shrinking beneath him on the coffee shop patio. I should … More
Fiction: “Help Find Frankie Doolan” by Jack Kaulfus
Help Find Frankie Doolan 1. Frankie switched her phone to silent and threw it on top of the travel duffel … More
Three Poems by Matthew Broaddus
It’s Good to Be Ashurnaspiral II The dunes part. Enter oasis. I emerge from the desert on my immaculate Bactrian, … More
Two Poems by Vincent Poturica
The Unknowable A small German boy splashes inpuddles of radioactive measuredcalmness. The puddles are not,in fact, radioactive or measured. But … More
Five Fictions by Matthew Beach
There She Is A woman in a pantsuit arrives first. She opens the lockbox and takes the key. She steps … More
Two Poems by Kyle Harvey
Glacier—for Danny Rosen and Jack Mueller We are the sea and we rise with the break offslide-in of ice,the direction … More
Two Poems by Jill Khoury
For Weeks I Have Been Waiting for Something Pleasant to Write About But to no avail, soI clipped some items … 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