Commentary |
on Tap Out, poems by Edgar Kunz
“Kunz wants to look squarely at the ‘quiet hands’ not just of his father but of his entire world — and, if he can bear it, ‘not turn away.'”
Essay |
“The Small Psychoses”
“But that night before the robins. Coyotes and a struck sheen of moon. Others heard or you would have thought it was just your mind again.”
Commentary |
on Since When: A Memoir in Pieces by Bill Berkson
“An innovative poet and art critic in his own right, he had the good fortune to find himself in dialogue with some of the most inspiring figures of his time, at the heart of a fascinating cultural mix …”
Fiction |
“Pierogi”
“I say, my mother is currently playing the part of a cool pal — not asking too many questions — whereas once, she said of herself: grandparent TBD.”
Commentary |
on Dolefully, A Rampart Stands, poems by Paige Ackerson-Kiely
“Her sentences demand — require — the reader’s attention at every turn, making us complicit even as we are aware of how all too quickly we want turn from what’s insidious …”
Poetry |
Five Poems by Ferhad Pirbal
Fiction |
“Grad School” and “The Graphic Canon”
“You write your thesis on how to tell the no-wooden-toys-no-vaccination moms at your daughter’s daycare that you work part-time at Arby’s because teaching 160 first-year college students doesn’t pay all the bills.”
Poetry |
from “Prisoner’s Cinema”
Fiction |
“Sham Couple”
“Nathanael’s mother isn’t dead, she’s just suffering from dementia, but her husband, Achim, is already planning her burial. To be fair, he’s planning his own, too, and even his girlfriend Julika’s …”