SEPTEMBER ISSUE

Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Jon Dewar’s "Hypothermia" | Introduction & Interview --- Matt Rogers
One Man One Vote: Short Story --- Lewis Parker
Great Expectations: Review of Zama by Antonio Di Benedetto --- Frank Richardson
Numero Cinco | Happiness: Two Stories --- Mónica Lavín Translated by Patricia Dubrava
The Inexpressible Moment: Review of Garden Time by W. S. Merwin --- Allan Cooper
Riding the Black Waves: Poems — Susan Aizenberg
The Path of the Jaguar: Novel Excerpt—Stephen Henighan
Black Bread: Novel Excerpt --- Emili Teixidor
In the Shadow of Civil War: Review of Black Bread by Emili Teixidor --- Joseph Schreiber
Uimhir a Cúig | A Junkyard Full of Flowers: Poems --- Paul McMahon
From Les Fleurs du Mal: Baudelaire --- Translated by A. Anupama
Volcano: Short Story — Bojan Louis
White Quetzal (from Orlando to Nice): Poem --- Rikki Ducornet
Anamorphosis: Art --- Dave Kennedy
Hypo: Fiction --- Erika Mihálycsa
Gooka-mol: Poems --- Sydney Lea
Naked: Novel Excerpt --- Jean-Philippe Toussaint
The Geometry Of Breaking Up: Review Of Jean-Philippe Toussaint's Naked — Jason Lucarelli
Baptize Me in Darkness: Poems --- Denise Evans Durkin
An Australian Childhood: One Fine Day --- Elizabeth Thomas
Dispatches from the Commune: Fiction --- Sam Savage
Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Jon Dewar’s "Hypothermia" | Introduction & Interview --- Matt Rogers

Numéro Cinq at the Movies: Jon Dewar’s “Hypothermia” | Introduction & Interview — Matt Rogers

Winter became a reflection and embodiment of what this story is about.

One Man One Vote: Short Story --- Lewis Parker

One Man One Vote: Short Story — Lewis Parker

What if “One man one vote” were taken literally, and the one man electing the President of the United States was horror film actor Christopher Walken? Lewis Parker gives us the play-by-play of the vote.

Great Expectations: Review of Zama by Antonio Di Benedetto --- Frank Richardson

Great Expectations: Review of Zama by Antonio Di Benedetto — Frank Richardson

America existed for no one if not for me, but it existed only in my needs, my desires, and my fears. —from Zama

Numero Cinco | Happiness: Two Stories --- Mónica Lavín Translated by Patricia Dubrava

Numero Cinco | Happiness: Two Stories — Mónica Lavín Translated by Patricia Dubrava

It was enough to feel their submerged bodies beating with a pulse that hadn’t ever manifested like this before: in the midst of a liberty without restrictions.

The Inexpressible Moment: Review of Garden Time by W. S. Merwin --- Allan Cooper

The Inexpressible Moment: Review of Garden Time by W. S. Merwin — Allan Cooper

Like Han Shan, the Chinese recluse poet, he faithfully tends the garden of compassion and sudden awareness that is inside all of us.

Riding the Black Waves: Poems — Susan Aizenberg

Riding the Black Waves: Poems — Susan Aizenberg

All day you’d ride morphine’s black waves, not rousing / except once or twice, when you’d cry out, That dog! / There’s your father!

The Path of the Jaguar: Novel Excerpt—Stephen Henighan

The Path of the Jaguar: Novel Excerpt—Stephen Henighan

She saw the people of mud who had preceded those of corn, deity’s failed experiment in human life. The mud people’s noses and eyebrows crumbled.

Black Bread: Novel Excerpt --- Emili Teixidor

Black Bread: Novel Excerpt — Emili Teixidor

Monsters in our eyes, phantoms from a forbidden world, sickly, worn down and consumed by a horrible microbe, victims of a contagious, suppurating disease.

In the Shadow of Civil War: Review of Black Bread by Emili Teixidor --- Joseph Schreiber

In the Shadow of Civil War: Review of Black Bread by Emili Teixidor — Joseph Schreiber

The young woman who reportedly went crazy after seeing her boyfriend executed before her eyes and now runs naked through the woods.

Uimhir a Cúig | A Junkyard Full of Flowers: Poems --- Paul McMahon

Uimhir a Cúig | A Junkyard Full of Flowers: Poems — Paul McMahon

…across the boglands, / deep in sleep / below a lullaby / of fresh white snow, // a black cormorant / swoops into view / then glides out / towards the open sea.

From Les Fleurs du Mal: Baudelaire --- Translated by A. Anupama

From Les Fleurs du Mal: Baudelaire — Translated by A. Anupama

…naked in the sickly garden. / The sun in the evening, flowing and vain, / scattered his rays across every pane / and loomed, an enormous staring eye in the strange sky,

Volcano: Short Story — Bojan Louis

Volcano: Short Story — Bojan Louis

But the anger and humiliation remained, festered in him, made him judgmental and prone to hate anyone paler than he was. He often dreamed of shooting the racists, the far right-wingers, torching whatever…

White Quetzal (from Orlando to Nice): Poem --- Rikki Ducornet

White Quetzal (from Orlando to Nice): Poem — Rikki Ducornet

Come for me / In the year named Lament. / In the year named All Of Our Losses. / Viscera unspooling black and red / on this day named 49 Death.

Anamorphosis: Art --- Dave Kennedy

Anamorphosis: Art — Dave Kennedy

My mother is Italian and Eritrean, and my father Native American. So I didn’t look like one ethnic group or another and I would walk these multicultural city blocks alone, looking for someone else like me.

Hypo: Fiction --- Erika Mihálycsa

Hypo: Fiction — Erika Mihálycsa

Sentences start out gropingly, following the itinerary of the author’s sentences with sluggish feet, to get stuck sooner or later at a polysemic word whose meanings proliferate like a tumour in that other language…

Gooka-mol: Poems --- Sydney Lea

Gooka-mol: Poems — Sydney Lea

While here I hear only a lyrical breathing / and the odd and oddly tuneful infant gurgle. / The scent of the grandson’s crown / wafts up. That’s when all preachments waft up too, // all vanities, worries…

Naked: Novel Excerpt --- Jean-Philippe Toussaint

Naked: Novel Excerpt — Jean-Philippe Toussaint

So often did she actually walk around naked in real life, at home or in the yard of the house on Elba, to the astonishment of creatures that watched her rapturously, a butterfly coming upon its alter ego…

The Geometry Of Breaking Up: Review Of Jean-Philippe Toussaint's Naked — Jason Lucarelli

The Geometry Of Breaking Up: Review Of Jean-Philippe Toussaint’s Naked — Jason Lucarelli

Some couples are always breaking up and getting back together. Their love says no, says yes, sometimes in the same breath.

Baptize Me in Darkness: Poems --- Denise Evans Durkin

Baptize Me in Darkness: Poems — Denise Evans Durkin

Baptize me in darkness / Mother of this lonely place. // Do not come too near; / let me bleed and be alone. // I am filled with sacred water; / I am healed –

An Australian Childhood: One Fine Day --- Elizabeth Thomas

An Australian Childhood: One Fine Day — Elizabeth Thomas

I’m sitting beside him on a high stool: a small child drawing fairies with a mapping pen—meticulously colouring their wings with the fine brush I’ve dipped in jewel-coloured ink.

Dispatches from the Commune: Fiction --- Sam Savage

Dispatches from the Commune: Fiction — Sam Savage

Charles was in the yurt and would not come out. He had crept in at night when everyone thought he was sleeping. Despite the crooked smile and useless right arm…

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This month we have a selection of photo posts from the magazine’s archives. Very simple. Just beautiful photographs. From Bill Hayward, Abdallah Ben Salem d’Aix, Jowita Bydlowska, Roger Crowley, Mark Lavorato, and John Solaperto.

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