TALISMAN by Kris Faatz: “Hester’s daughter Zoe, nine years old, has started to develop breasts.” #litmag
THE HOTLINE FOR LONELY MEN by Sean Pravica
TRIO OF SOPHIES by Eileen Merriman
The boy has been watching her for weeks. His eyes tattoo a pattern on the back of her neck in class. At lunchtime she feels his gaze sweep over her as she walks past with Sophie-P and Sophie-G. A trio of Sophies, Mr James says in PE. But it’s only her hips his hands linger on when he is helping her balance on the beam, only her breasts his fingers brush past when he is adjusting her tennis serve.
Art Review No. 1 – Adrian Ghenie: On a mild Thursday night in January, I stroll in and out of a number of gallery openings. After a few sporadic visits through the galleries still holding on to their about-to-sky-rocket-rental-spaces, I wander into the Pace Gallery on West 25th Street to view twelve new paintings and five collages by Romanian artist Adrian Ghenie.
BAUDELAIRE PLAYS LET’S MAKE A DEAL IN SAM’S COFFEE SHOP by Gary Singh
“She appears behind Green Door Number One and Charlie Baudelaire cracks a peek. There she is: Miss Barista, fairest of the fair she is, with wide-open eyes and flushed hungover cheekbones, trying to fight off the slobbering AXE deodorant commercial that just walked in.”
Thanks to Craig Fishbane, Paul Beckman, Thaddeus Rutkowski, Gary V. Powell, A. Joseph Black, David S. Atkinson, Gay Degani, Michael Díaz Feito, Gerard Sarnat, John Gorman, Ray Nessly for sharing their wonderful work. Congrats to all!
2016 Editor’s Choice: Eileen Malone (fiction) and Lynne McEniry (poetry).
Juan Alvarado Valdivia – Conversation No. 18
“When you’re writing about your life, about something you said or did, you’re actively reliving those moments and the emotions you tie to them. Conjuring all those difficult memories, moments I regret, moments I am ashamed of was tough, but ultimately necessary. I had been carrying that shit around for a long time and writing helped me to shed much of that self-directed guilt and shame I felt and perpetuated.”
Poetry No. 18 – slaughter by Ann Davenport
Poetry No. 17 – Dried Up Things by Lynne McEniry