Spring 2020

Pandemic & Protest Poems by Frank X Walker

Frank X Walker ♦

Spring 2020 ♦

Poetry

On Mother’s Day I’m going to pretend that mine ain’t dead, that she just got Corona. Because she was a nurse I know she’d be very serious about social distancing, hand washing, and the wearing of masks. So me and my siblings would probably plant ourselves six feet apart in…

Pile of Feathers

Bethany Holmstrom ♦

Spring 2020 ♦

Fiction

The pile of feathers was right in the middle of the dirt side-path, leading to the ruins of a tobacco shed. The feathers were clean, June noticed that first: as if freshly plucked, no hint of parasites or smell of decay. “Get away, Elvis.” The hound dog abandoned his tentative…

Secondhand Stories

Rebecca Hazelwood ♦

Spring 2020 ♦

Creative Nonfiction

Most summer Saturday nights of my childhood, I snuggled in the crook of Granny Gracie’s bare legs, just the two of us watching The Golden Girls on the big box TV in her living room, taking lessons from Blanche Devereaux. When Blanche mentioned being as jumpy as a virgin at…

Coming Soon: Our Spring Issue

Jason Kyle Howard ♦

Spring 2020 ♦

Due to the pandemic, our spring issue has been delayed but is now in the final stages of production and will be making its way to subscribers soon, followed shortly by the summer issue. Lots of fine work is inside, including a series of poems responding to our current moment…

In Conversation: Carter Sickels

Robert Gipe ♦

Spring 2020 ♦

Interview

In January, as he walked through the crowded streets of Park City, Utah, Carter Sickels’s year looked set. The film adaptation of his debut novel The Evening Hour had just premiered to critical buzz at the Sundance Film Festival. Praise was already rolling in for his second novel The Prettiest…