The Yellow Impala

Great short story/non-fiction piece here, by Rustin Larson.

I keep seeing my father drive around town in a yellow 1975 Chevrolet Impala. This is fine as far as most people (who don’t know my father) are concerned—it’s just that my brothers and I buried dad in November, 2001. For several very practical reasons, dad should be quietly resting in the cemetery and not tooling around town.

I often catch sight of him when I’m driving one of the kids somewhere, to school or some activity. He will be driving in the opposite direction, his ears cocked and his eyes tuned to space as if he were listening to the radio, trying to catch the college basketball scores or something. His face is drawn and empty as when I last saw him alive, in his hospital bed, asking for a sip of apple juice.

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The Margot Affair

Sanaë Lemoine‘s debut novel, The Margot Affair, to be released mid June and available for preorder now in hardcover or on Kindle.



Brief synopsis:

A Parisian coming of age tale from a bright new voice in literary fiction.

French teenager Margot is the illegitimate daughter of a prominent stage actress and an influential politician. The comings and goings of their unconventional family, in a small Parisian apartment, cast her whole life under a veil of secrecy and shame.

One summer, Margot decides to exercise her own agency when she meets a well-regarded journalist whose trust seems surprisingly easy to gain. But as Margot is drawn into an adult world, she learns how one impulsive decision can change the contours of her life, and the lives of those around her, in ways she could never have imagined.

In this simmering debut Sanae Lemoine explores private and public faces, truth and deceit, love and persuasion. The Margot Affair is a novel about the bone-deep bond between mothers and daughters, the devotion and betrayal of friendship and the dangers of pushing beyond the boundaries of a life lived in the shadows.


Prose Poem by Mac Greene

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A Writer’s Lament or Ten Years Among the Wordmongers

Dedicated to David Shumate and Tracy Mishkin

by Mac Greene

So, here I am, a word bumbler trying to transform into an emerging writer, crawling through the smashing surf onto one of the endless islands in the Archipelago Poetico. My Grand Canyon poem washes up in Hawaii. The zombie piece rots on Deadman’s Rock. Several haiku gardens blossom in Japonesia. I land a Christmas tree and a raft of ravens on Wilderness Isle, just as waves slam me down and pull me back to sea. My chapbook lights up the phosphorescentalgae, and then fizzles in the pounding waves. Drums and orators vociferate around all-night campfires on SlamBam as my rap poem bobs in a craft beer bottle. I steer clear of the broken crags and ivory towers of MFAland, especially Solipsism Reef and Overly Mannerd.
Writers emerge from water spouts and…

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long winter – hope during the pandemic

Hi. I thought this might construe to ‘hope’ regarding the current global crisis.

a male cardinal
passes a seed to its mate

by Stephen Page

thanks to Caroline Skanne, Editor

hedgerow: a journal of small poems #123

#123—the spring print issue is here! :…/123-the-spring-print-issue-is-…/

Caroline Skanne Hedgerow: a journal of small poems Stephen Page

A poem by Emily Dickinson — Poem Today

After great pain, a formal feeling comesAfter great pain, a formal feeling comes –The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs –The stiff Heart questions ‘was it He, that bore,’And ‘Yesterday, or Centuries before’?The Feet, mechanical, go round –A Wooden wayOf Ground, or Air, or Ought –Regardless grown,A Quartz contentment, like a stone –This is the Hour…

Emily Dickinsonvia A poem by Emily Dickinson — Poem Today

Dormant and Platonic Solids

On Phoebe

Featuring Stacie Denetsosie 
We have a spectacular short story from Stacie Denetsosie, a Diné fiction writer and poet, who shares her culture to enact ceremony through the craft of storytelling. Read her story “Dormant” here.
And we can’t forget to mention phoebe‘s beautiful artwork, like “Platonic Solids” by artist Kyle Cromer. 









The Davids Inside David







by Sarah Wetzel
(Terrapin Books, 2019)

Reviewed by Deborah Bacharach


Sarah Wetzel is the author of the poetry collection The Davids Inside David, JUST RELEASED from Terrapin Books. She is also the author of River Electric with Light, which won the AROHO Poetry Publication Prize and was published by Red Hen Press in 2015, and Bathsheba Transatlantic, which won the Philip Levine Prize for Poetry and was published in 2010. Currently a PhD student in Comparative Literature at the CUNY Graduate Center in New York City, she also holds three other degrees, two of them useless to my current life, an engineering degree from Georgia Tech and an MBA from Berkeley. In a search for sanity, she completed an MFA in Creative Writing at Bennington College while living in Israel.

Available in print and Kindle formats from Terrapin Books or from Amazon!

Garrison Keillor reads two of her poems on The Writer’s Almanac (May, 19): “Ambition” and “My First Face!”

Library Rain by Rustin Larson

North of Oxford

By Lynette G. Esposito
Rustin Larson’s poetry volume, Library Rain, has 50 pages of poems that vary in length, style and subject matter. Many of the poems have been previously published in a wide variety of literary journals and other publications.   This volume has a good mix of Larson’s tightly focused and innovative images and literary skill.
Larson, in his poem Man of The Future on pages four and five and first published in Saranac Review, focuses on a narrator who observes riders on a transit bus and gives them nicknames. One is named The Man of the Future and another is named Mrs. Rabbit. The two sit next to each other their thighs touching. Then, suddenly, they avoid each other. Larson ends this two-page seven stanza poem with:
                                 I’m no genius. I’ve made plenty

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