Poems
John Sibley Williams
"I am helping life learn itself:
unspindling legs, freeing the small
constellations they’ll soon indent into grass
while running away."
The Bone Wife
Marian Kilcoyne
" A flick of the wrist settles
the melange into a delicate lattice
setting free the jewel colours."
"the sea’s horizon ebbed instead of rose,
and merchant ships returning home sailed off
their maps. Trade winds sank and water dried to land."
Forgotten Father
Daryl Muranaka
"The long nights of alone-ing, of silence
seeping into the dark craggy skin. Youth
falling away slow, slowly falling
like his chest, his belly"
The Writing, The Editing, and The Chaos Between
An Interview with Paul Vega
"I wouldn’t say being an editor has had a huge effect on my writing, at least stylistically. It does make you a more empathetic reader because you understand how incredibly hard and ludicrous this whole racket is. Plus, for me, It’s always fun to keep a finger on the pulse of the community. To feel like you’re a part of things no matter what’s going on in your writer life. To see what’s out there, what’s happening on the frontlines. And there’s no better feeling than finding a well-crafted, complete story in your queue written by someone you’ve never heard of."
