Image: Grazyna Smalej Winner of the 2014 Heavy Feather Chapbook AwardJudge Lucy Corin, author of One Hundred Apocalypses and … More
Tag: Issue Three
Two Poems by Zach Mueller
Broke Bottles, Gold Models There’s no sign saying choke saltwater drowning, but that’s how it happens—the absence of a sign. … More
“The Last Bullet,” a comic by Andrew Bourelle & Edward Bourelle
Andrew Bourelle is the author of the novel Heavy Metal. His short stories have been published widely in literary magazines and fiction anthologies … More
Fiction-screenplay Hybrid: “Game in the Sand” by Joe Sacksteder
GAME IN THE SAND They have finished securing Karl to the hood of the Chevy using the collected belts of … More
“An Instrument,” fiction by Luke Wiget
It doesn’t matter anymore because organ music has gone the way of, well, organ music. But I remember when I … More
“The Inner Eye Tattooed,” a poem by Marc Vincenz
(1) Looking in like a snail, my nose crawls against glass. How the view alters up close and the breath … More
“Christopher Ke’alohapauole Akana: A Life,” fiction by Jonathan Callahan
When I first set out to write the Life, I was twenty-six years old, my subject at the time therefore … More
“Three Photos: Urbanity” by Peter Witte
Makeshift Memorial Rain Riding Two Men and a Mattress Peter Witte is a writer and visual artist. His … More
Six Essays from SELF-ERASING PORTRAIT by Joe Hall
Smoker’s Lounge Take the inscrutable diners and staff behind the plate glass of Edward Hopper’s “Nighthawks.” Take the plate glass … More
Three Poems by Ace Boggess
Schoolteacher Elegy scanning the obituaries this morning I seemy junior high English teacher the one who ignored me while I … More
Three Poems by Jeff Tigchelaar
There’s This Thing and I don’t know what it is but I haul it all around because it’s attached to … More
Essay Hybrid: “Introduction” by JoAnna Novak
IBegin with a lie. Life-stuck or stasis, miles orminds: unleash the lies.Bark them off. Begin un-urgent, unringed, grub-nailed and urgey, … More
Three Collage Hybrids by Guy Benjamin Brookshire
Liberty Liberty looks in the mirror and over her shoulder far on the floor there is a bloody massacre. A … More
“We Sink Like Ships,” a story by Chelsea Laine Wells
This is what I learned: in the seconds after death, do nothing. Hold still and let it beat past into … More
