STORY OF THE WEEK

Convector

By December, four girls are pregnant. Some believe it to be the pay phone on the third floor, but most people assume it’s the glazing kiln in the art room.

POEM OF THE WEEK

Whatever Is
the Matter

How I regret not opening my mouth, the down-lit cast of my glance where I studied that quality, sun-runner, gold bodied.

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FEATURES

Best Advice

“If you want to be a geologist, be a geologist.” I’d like to think he said it at someone’s graduation, a place where the road forks, where journeys begin.

PHOTOGRAPHY & ART

POETRY

POETRY

PHOTOGRAPHY & ART

Exposure

Out of the many Southern writers whom Richter photographed across the past two decades, we’ve chosen twenty-five who have awed and inspired us.

POETRY

Requiem

Isn’t it nice to think tomorrow is a new day with no mistakes yet? The stains on your skin, really wounds rubbed clean, rolled in clover.

POETRY

Conversations with Death

I bit my tongue
Don’t forget

Your umbrella. At
The fair.

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

Two Girls Bathing and Other Poems

Carol points to a spot on my back. I resist the urge to hide my breasts. She wears her nakedness like it has been woven from air.

POETRY

Praying Naked and Other Poems

It wasn’t guilt I felt. Maybe it was loneliness. Maybe it was my own desire to be desired, since, if a man wants me, I know I have at least a little worth left.

POETRY

Emo, 2005

Here we were, seventeen, more pissed than we knew what to do with, lost in the sweat of the crowd and the noise of the music, thankful for the distortion.

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

POETRY

The Visiting Room

We shuffle through the metal detector as one dumb animal. We spread. Kneel. We’ll come out missing parts.

POETRY

The Land of
Five Rivers

In Urdu, the clock tower is called Ghanta Ghar, meaning Hour House, which sounds just like our house. However, nothing of it is ours.

POETRY

Ruth Stone Explains the Book of the Dead to Sylvia Plath

I did what I could to hush the knot and rope, the truth of gravity. There are not enough idiomatic expressions to converse flawlessly with the dead.

POETRY

NARRATIVE OUTLOUD

iPOEMS

POETRY

On Seeing Damien Hirst’s “Kingdom of the Father”

The butterflies hang grotesque: House paint obscures the edges, black paint licking down their iridescent fur.

NARRATIVE OUTLOUD

Two Poems

Ocean, don’t be afraid. The end of the road is so far ahead it is already behind us. Don’t worry. Your father is only your father until one of you forgets.

iPOEMS

In Defense of Ballin’ on a Budget

Damn, Will—they’ve got you sounding mighty Uncle Phil in these streets. Like the still calling the Ketel One cheap.

FEATURES

FICTION

NONFICTION

FEATURES

Robert Stone and Kate Chopin

We went in search of the missing pages from Children of Light and found them in an archive of Stone’s papers.

FICTION

Gethsemani

No one in town would take him for a Trappist monk with vows of chastity, just as, in the abbey, no one took him for a lapsed bohemian who played jazz records and danced naked.

NONFICTION

Christian Soldiers

A tough cookie, this warrior-priest, who talked about his eleven-plus years in prisons the way scholars talk about graduate school.

CARTOONS

CARTOONS

Saving Planet Earth

Our subscribers tended to be fervent activists, hardcore eco-warriors in the mode of Edward Abbey’s Monkey Wrench Gang, or delicate souls who ate no meat.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2017-05

New art and humor from Curtis Edwards, Rina Piccolo, Julia Suits, P. C. Vey, and Kim Warp.

CARTOONS

Cartoon Art Volume 2017-04

Great new toons by Pat Byrnes, J. C. Duffy, Farley Katz, Amy Kurzweil, and Mary Lawton.