Andersson connects one man’s mortal fears, the lurid, almost pathetic small things he holds on to as normalcy against life’s passing, and the awful crime that haunts the film.
- Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Roy Andersson’s “World of Glory” — R. W. Gray
- Small-City Chatter: Review of Jeff Bursey’s Mirrors on which dust has fallen — Mark Sampson
- Public Opinions—Private Laziness: The Epistemological Break in Nietzsche — Jeremy Brunger
- One Drunken Preschool Summer: Childhood — Meg Harris
- Interviewing God: Poems & Paintings — Kate Fetherston
- Every Book is Like Writing a Book for the First Time: Interview with Greg Mulcahy — Jason Lucarelli
- Infiltrate: Fiction — Timothy Dugdale
- Restlessness: Poems — Louise Bak
- Trolling for the Fisher King: Starting in Gloucester — Paul Pines
- Case Notes: Fiction — Brianna Berbenuik
- The Drama of the Mind: A Profile of Janice Galloway — Victoria Best
- Abacus: Novel Excerpt — Louis Armand
- There, Gaping: Review of Liz Howard’s Infinite Citizen of the Shaking Tent — Natalie Helberg
- Raccoon and Other Poems — Amber Homeniuk
- The Mermaid: A Conversation with Fides Krucker — Julie Trimingham
…an explosively unconventional, deeply disturbing, and relentlessly original work. This is not, in effect, your daddy’s Canadian Literature.
Nietzsche’s view of slave morality was idiosyncratic: he thought the rich were slaves, the skilled workers were slaves, and homeowners were slaves par excellence.
Years later you are told by the ladies that so many children were born in 1957 because the summer before your mother taught everyone the rhythm method of birth control. The result of these instructions were you and at least six other children.
Weary of mere hallelujah, I held the moon’s dark / backside and lounged on my netherworld throne. People / yammered and I tried to listen. For awhile, to get my / attention, small burnt animals smoldered on every / hillock…
Sam Lipsyte says, “Reading Greg Mulcahy’s sentences is like watching the best slalom skiers in the world dare the universe a crazy millimeter at a time,”
The black man exploded. “I will not sit down. I have been sitting down. I’m finished sitting down. This country must not sit down!” He pointed at the father. “You will not infiltrate.” And then he pointed at the women on the chairs. “And you, you will not breed.”
…inaba, in Japanese mythology, there’s a tale of coming upon a rabbit stripped of its skin and / crying. It was told it’d recover, by washing off in seawater, but doing so, things got worse / wbv, refers to weight-based victimization…
Poet Paul Pines brilliantly explores of the legend of the Fisher King, the wounded god, the limping savior, myths of transformation and healing, and Charles Olson’s great poem “The Kingfishers”.
It’s a strange level of intimacy, a weird brand of seven minutes in heaven, locked in a murder file room with a photo album, like someone showing you their family portraits, their childhood.
Characters in Galloway’s books are often alive to their inner jellyfish, and aware of – even enduring – the myriad situations in which the hammer may fall.
Like his earlier novels, Abacus sinks its teeth deep within an environment—this time Armand’s homeland—providing the reader with a visceral understanding of the territory, and thus a greater empathy for the individuals who roam each page.
…an extended metaphor for the mind…a fiery, radiant rollick through language…a meditation on Indigenous lineage and muted origins….eerily coalescing at the junction of race, class, and gender
you think it won’t end—the pain or the singing—then it does / borne late into the season / my belly tympanic in the empty / our whole selves arched, hairy with need and / fast unhooking days from the year…
…your first singing teacher, an Italian soprano who would clasp her left breast, squeeze it, and demand, at the end of your run, Another one for baby Jesus! I love this image. Can you please elaborate?
Vol. VI, No. 6, June 2015
- Numéro Cinq at the Movies | Wong Kar Wai’s Secrets, or My Sense of an Ending — R. W. Gray
- A Lucky Man: Poems — Sydney Lea
- Punch: Short Story — Cary Fagan
- Imagining Sins: Poems — Lady Rojas Benavente | Translated by Sophie M. Lavoie
- Haints Stay | Novel Excerpt — Colin Winnette
- There Is No News Here, Only Darkness: A Review of Haints Stay by Colin Winnette — Jason DeYoung
- Onward From Insufficiency: Review of Don McKay’s Angular Unconformity: Collected Poems 1970-2014 — Sydney Lea
- A Great Labyrinth: The Winding Stair, Maud Gonne, and a Quest for the Quintessential Yeats — Patrick J. Keane
- The Game for Real | Novel Excerpt — Richard Weiner
- Dioramas of the Mind: A Review of Richard Weiner’s The Game for Real — Frank Richardson
- With God in the Kitchen & Ars Poetica: Poems — A. Anupama
- Permafrost: Fiction — Zoë Meager
- The Physics of Sorrow: Novel Excerpt — Georgi Gospodinov
- A Half-life at Home: Review of Georgi Gospodinov’s The Physics of Sorrow — Geeda Searfoorce
- What It’s Like Living Here — Kate McCahill in Santa Fe
- Plot Structure in Three Stories: Essay on Form — Nicole Chu
- The Critic as Artist | Review of Renata Adler’s After the Tall Timber: Collected Nonfiction — Julian Hanna
- Conjure & Demolish: Poems — K. Thomas Kahn
- Uimhir a Cúig | Apology: Poems — Victoria Kennefick
- The Sniper: Micro-fiction — Mark Anthony Jarman
- Sentimental Journey Through Hell & Italy: Review of Mark Anthony Jarman’s Knife Party at the Hotel Europa — Lee D. Thompson
Vol. VI, No. 7, July 2015
- Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Lisa Gunning’s Tales of Us — R. W. Gray
- Decluttering: Fiction — Fernando Sdrigotti
- Uimhir a Cúig | The Ice House: Fiction — Jaki McCarrick
- Here in Russia: A Review of Jeff Parker’s Where Bears Roam the Streets — Benjamin Woodard
- And So, Ad Infinitum | Review of David Winters’ Infinite Fictions: Essays on Literature and Theory — Jeff Bursey
- Chance Encounters of a Literary Kind: Raymond Carver — Robert Day
- Undersung | Ernst Jandl: Out on the Playground — Julie Larios
- Shenanigans: Robert Musil’s Thought Flights | Review — Mark Jay Mirsky
- When I’m in the Swamps, I Just Need Questions: Interview with R.W. Gray — Richard Farrell
- Fever Dreams: Review of R.W. Gray’s Entropic — Richard Farrell
- Where are my teeth? | Poems — Lynn Crosbie
- The Open Air: Fiction — Matthew Jakubowski
- Saying I Love You Khmer-American Style: Memoir — Bunkong Tuon
- Ain’t We Got Fun: War, Video Games, and the Nonviolence Playbook — Diane Lefer
- Late Prose of First Years: Autobiography — Pierre Joris
- Z: Short Story — Julián Herbert Translated by Brendan Riley