the heavy beauty
Heather Bourbeau’s fiction and poetry have been published in 100 Word Story, Cleaver, Duende, Eleven Eleven, Francis Ford Coppola Winery’s Chalkboard, Open City, The Stockholm Review of Literature, and
Monthly Archives: January 2017
Capture
Heather Bourbeau’s fiction and poetry have been published in 100 Word Story, Cleaver, Duende, Eleven Eleven, Francis Ford Coppola Winery’s Chalkboard, Open City, The Stockholm Review of Literature, and
firekeeper
Zareen Zahra Zeero is a currently-itinerant trans nonbinary woman and stimulus arranger from
Archetype of the Cage
Robert Evory is a poet and musician from Detroit, Michigan. He is currently the Assistant Coordinator for the Creative Writing at Western Michigan University where he is the Poetry Editor for Third Coast; he is also the Managing Editor
Wingdings
James Croal Jackson rediscovered his love of poetry while pursuing the film industry in Los Angeles, and his poems have since appeared in magazines including The Bitter Oleander, Rust + Moth,
Cape Hatteras
DH 1979-2002 Coyote wakes me up at 2 a.m. He taps his paw against my shoulder blade— he’s never looked this old before. He turns away when I pull on my shorts. there’s the shadow of his back against the wall, the ash of my
Coyote is Dead Near Exit 202 in Ohio
This morning the hens greeted me at the barn door, clucking and pecking along, checking my bootlaces for grain dust, while our four goats cried from their pen in the corner, climbing the woven wire gate, little beggars. It’s just past Full Peach Moon— walking
Ritual for a Fever
“Susmaryosep.” Eyes shut, old housekeeper pours the solution over me: Lagundi, bayabas, sambong. Riotous scent heady in roiling water. Maligno, spare your erring daughter. Diwata, relent. Aba Ginoong Maria, look down on me lying in bed, nursing fever, frame unmoving. Soleil David was born
Riding Shotgun
Ralph knew that it wouldn’t last, but he liked how her hair hung blonde to her waist, the bones of her face, all the curves of her. They came together in spouts, at the end of the day, after long talks on the phone about