ZYZZYVA 93 / San Francisco, CA
New England Review 32.3 / Middlebury, VT
DIAGRAM 11.4 / Tucson, AZ
Camera Obscura 3 / Addison, TX
Fiddleblack 2 / Peninsula, OH
Barrelhouse 9 / Washington, DC
Antioch Review Fall 2011 / Yellow Springs, OH
Birkensnake 4 / Providence, RI
Gigantic Sequins 2.2 / Philadelphia, PA
Paris Review 199 / Manhattan, NY
Bateau 4.2 / Northhampton, MA
6x6 24 / Brooklyn, NY
Excerpts and complete works from new and old issues of literary magazines.
The works presented in this issue either started out hardcopy or writers were asked to mail in a hardcopy form of a digitally accepted work; the piece, after arriving in the post, then became re-digitized in transfer to this particular here. Why go through all the bother? What interested us for this issue was the
As a distant planet was destroyed by old age… —Action Comics No. 1, 1938 He heaves the automobile into glowing sky, headlight popping off, bumper succumbing, windshield bursting, white rubber tire hurtling away. Machines beware of this force. The automobile is green. Bad guys shudder. The future runs faster than an express train. The plant
Yesterday I received two copies of the first issue of OCCUPY!, an Occupy Wall Street inspired newspaper from the editors of n+1. More than many, perhaps, I tend to see literature in periodical form—by which I mean magazines, journals, newspapers, zines, etc—as an essential part of literary history and culture, in a tradition stretching back to
Granta publishes an animated graphic novel inspired by Roberto Bolaño’s short story from Granta 117: Horror, “The Colonel’s Son.” Here’s detail about the project from the Granta website: In Roberto Bolaño’s ‘The Colonel’s Son’ – published in Granta’s Horror issue – the narrator recounts a B-grade horror flick he sees on late night TV. A girl gets bitten by a zombie;
We were all great in the observatory. We were having a star party, Fields of ions unfolding. Our faces were intense, as the faces Of shells, Where we could hear a certain song Go by… —from “The Observatory” by Noelle Kocot in 6×6 #23
The Minus Worlds are a bunch of fucked-up, unfinished or rejected levels that the programmers left floating around in the game, and some of them are almost, what, like, psychedelic. Mario swims through a water level of black water where all the tubes are neon pink., shooting fireballs at neon blue plants and yellow squid,
The mask? Because we were never ugly enough. Because our ugliness was epic. Because we were given to it, because we were so misgiven. You wear one. I wear one. Yes. Kings, Pharaohs had them fabricated, poured out in gold and beaten. Most wore them to the grave. In Mexico the living wear them, not
You can’t be part of the problem if you don’t see how you’re part of the solution. “For a poem is not the Poetic faculty, but the means of exciting it in mankind.” -Poe, Drake-Hallek Review Information wants to be free—from personification. As if all we are and do revolves around a hollow center. Every
Tomorrow, October 19, Chimurenga—a pan African literary & political magazine—releases The Chronic, a once-off edition of an imaginary newspaper for the week of May 18-24, 2008, a time when xenophobic violence tore through South Africa. According to a press release from Chimurenga, the October 19 release date is significant as well, “a historic day in South Africa
Had 9/11 never taken place, we would all be living in a different world. A saner, likely better world. That world would be a lot more natural for most people than the one we are in. But 9/11 actually happened, and the world turned out the way it has. This is where we have to
