My next-door neighbour on the left moved out one day. I didn’t know when and I didn’t see him leave. He just left. Vanished. He was a quiet, stooped fellow …
posthumous (Mark Roberts)
1. he did show some promise. those early poems were acclaimed politely but honestly by the right people & he hoped for meetings with publishers, small print runs & launches …
Goodness and Dangerous Freedom: Beryl Fletcher’s Juno & Hannah
Review by Tristan Foster The story opens with a river in flood. The rain has kept Juno and Hannah inside, and at the first opportunity they hurry out, down to …
A MERCHANT OF E-CULTURE: an interview with Editia’s Charlotte Harper
What’s the future of publishing? It’s a fair question, an important question, and if there’s anyone who might be able to provide an answer, or even just a few hints, …
Olive (Stuart Barnes)
O love, how did you get here? O embryo Remembering, even in sleep, Your crossed position. I didn’t call you. I didn’t call you at all. Love, love, the low …
He auditioned for Romeo (Tarion Keelan)
My life was becoming more and more real in this new world that I had found for myself, and some days even passed without me thinking of David. But when …
ishmael (Mark Roberts)
coming at dawn to swim in the ocean baths they find a dead whale half the size of the pool floating like a cut puppet fins & tail tugged by …
Bloodbaths and Romance: Lenny Bartulin’s Infamy (Robert Goodman)
Review by Robert Goodman The Western is making a comeback. That venerable tradition of horses, six-shooters and life on the frontier is being reimagined in a more visceral form. From …
The Expatriate (Laura Jean McKay)
I hail a motodop. He’s like, ‘Four dollars.’ And I say, ‘No, I live here, it’s two and a half.’ And he asks, ‘There and back?’ I’m …
Competition (Robert Verdon)
sad regions stretch like backyards visited long ago like the tongue encountering an icicle like Jacob in Blake’s painting they loll under the charcoal moon in the hush of the …