A nightmare dream of a tango, shaken, sultry, and salt-licked.
- Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Vincent Haycock’s “What Kind of Man,” Introduced by R W Gray
- Letters to the Universe: From Rilke’s Duino Elegies — Translated by Allan Cooper
- Yellow Crane: Poem — Susan Gillis
- Night Train to Venice: Poems — Theodore Deppe
- Revulsion: Thomas Bernhard in San Salvador: Fiction — Horacio Castellanos Moya
- House of Lunatics | Review of Revulsion: Thomas Bernhard in San Salvador by Horacio Castellanos Moya — Benjamin Woodard
- The Deserts and the Seas: Zazil Alaíde Collins | Poems and Interview — Dylan Brennan
- The Fatal Problem | Review of Ben Lerner’s The Hatred of Poetry — Carolyn Ogburn
- Slow Dancing: Poems — Daniel Lawless
- Emerson and Self-Reliance: Paradoxical Idea, Ambiguous Legacy — Patrick J. Keane
- The Truth About Death: Short Story — Evan Lavender-Smith
- Uimhir a Cúig | Speed My Slowing Heart: Poems — Michael Ray
- Tower of Fools: Fiction — Margaret Nowaczyk
- Why Do We Need to Think We Agree on Reality? — Lawrence Sutin
- Crossing Water: Memoir — Cynthia Flood
- The Habit of Being Passionate: Dorothy Day’s Radical Mysticism — Laura Michele Diener
- At Last, the Reading Public Gets the Trees It Deserves: Fiction — Curtis White
- Brightfellow: A Novel Excerpt — Rikki Ducornet
- A Dubious Boy: A Review of Brightfellow by Rikki Ducornet—Jason DeYoung
- Top of the Page
This is the hour to say things, and this is its home. / Say it now.
What’s that rushing at me from all directions? / That’s your life, disguised as traffic. Look how it gathers in morning light like molten glass.
Call it the Little Library / of the Road, the way the right book / sometimes waits for you…
My brother is possessed, Moya, it causes me true sorrow that someone could live a life like that.
House of Lunatics | Review of Revulsion: Thomas Bernhard in San Salvador by Horacio Castellanos Moya — Benjamin Woodard
A blistering novella.
The old men claim to have seen them / devoured by the sea.
The fatal problem with poetry: poems.
…grand-niece, sixteen, drugs — as we watch her / Watch us, unseeing, cheeks smeared with mud, / Slow-dancing to la musique inouïe,
Living for the moment and liberated from the burden of the past…
I’m not going to eat my burger unless you tell me what death’s all about. If you don’t tell me the truth about death, then this cow will have died for nothing.
Madame Bovary lay shut beside her tea. / There was music in the thinness of her wrists.
The first time he saw Adèle she was dancing on a chair at their med school orientation party. She wore autographed boxer shorts from an upper class man…
We have a patchwork reality consensus. Communication drips and distorts in this vale of tears.
Next: I am lying flat, wearing a blue hospital gown. A voice says, “We’ll take her up to the ward now.”
She lived passionately, going to the root of the word, meaning to suffer.
I hope now that we can return to the wide-open spaces of the American interior…
The identity of Charter is a lie, of course, but in this brief section, he sees the possibilities and promise of becoming someone new.
I don’t believe I’ve ever come away from one of Ducornet’s novels uninspired.
These are gorgeously human and humane documents. Read them and you’ll get a sense of why the magazine exists and persists. We are doing important work of the heart.
Something chimerical in this one, the non-conformist issue.
Vol. VII, No. 6, June 2016
- Numéro Cinq at the Movies: R.W. Gray’s zack & luc | Introduction & Interview — Michael V. Smith
- Fat for Art’s Sake: Review of Benjamin Hale’s The Fat Artist — Mark Sampson
- Sixty Steps from Yale: Essay — Sydney Lea
- Dinner with the Fisher King — Paul Pines
- Murdered by Women: Short Story — A D Jameson
- Aspirin: Fiction — Julián Herbert | Translated by Brendan Riley
- What Lies Beneath: Review of Dorthe Nors’ So Much For Winter — Jeff Bursey
- Missing Persons: The Novels of Patrick Modiano — Victoria Best
- A Bomb at the Book Launch: Poems — George Szirtes
- A Master Set Loose in a Small Space: Review of Thomas Bernhard’s Goethe Dies — Joseph Schreiber
- Agonal and Preterminal: Poem — Sharon McCartney
- Love & the Loveless: Classic Tamil Poems — Translated by A. Anupama
- Sea Wolf Speaks from the Studio: Music & Interview — Ann Ireland
- Can You Hear Me Thinking?: Poems — David Helwig
- Strangers in a Strange Land: Lynne M. Browne Photographs & Interview — Mary Kathryn Jablonski
- Funny Hat: Short Story — Jowita Bydlowska
- Ghosts in the Moonlight: Poems — David Ishaya Osu
- At the English Cemetery: Letter from Florence — Laura Michele Diener
Vol. VII, No. 7, July 2016
- Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Michael V. Smith’s “Wolf Lake” — R. W. Gray
- Sleep and Disorder: Poems — Jordan Smith
- Life in the Court of Matane: Fiction — Eric Dupont
- A Very Funny Novel: Eric Dupont’s Life in the Court of Matane — Joseph Schreiber
- Uimhir a Cúig | Primordial Irishwomen & Other Texts — Mary Byrne
- First Kiss: Very Short Stories — John Gould
- When Night Becomes a Virgin: Poems — Yannis Livadas
- My First Job — Mary H. Auerbach Rykov
- Shipwrecks: Poems — Kinga Fabó translated by Gabor G. Gyukics
- Killer Whale: in Black and White — Julie Trimingham
- bounding for birds : mathematics | Fiction — Lance Olsen
- CRAZY HAPPY: Painted Scrolls by Rikki Ducornet & Sculpture by Margie McDonald
- On Music & the Sublime: Interview with Composer Eric Moe — Carolyn Ogburn
- The Householder-Ascetic Contrast in Anita Desai’s Fiction: Essay — Anu Kumar
- Sea of Rains: Poems — Mary Kathryn Jablonski
- Exercises — Tracy Proctor, Megan Okkerse, Sheela Clary & Whitney Lee
- Vaseline Buddha: Novel Excerpt — Jung Young Moon
- Colorless Green Ideas Sleep Furiously: Review of Jung Young Moon’s Vaseline Buddha — Jason DeYoung