Mary Oliver has died
Author income down sharply.
Yet another must read from Writer Beware
Works published in ’23 to enter the public domain
Nope, still can’t resell your digital files
Tin House is shuttering its print magazine
Recent Fiction

White Chrysanthemums, by Lori Nevole

My first girlfriend was Catholic, and thought no one would know she was a lesbian if she kept up a great manicure.
Recent Poetry

Not Homework, by Jennifer Gennari

I want to be president / she says unprompted. / Her unfinished writing task / lies on the table between us.
Recent CNF

Freddy Krueger is Not Real, by Dina Peone

I was under the covers in my sister’s bedroom, deep asleep, while flames spread from a nearby candle.
In The Limelight: The Habit of Art: a Year of Daily Painting by Kelcey Parker Ervick
This Isn’t Silverlake Anymore

This Isn’t Silverlake Anymore

by Neil McCarthy

I hear the slightly scratched voice of Joan Baez coming from / the record player singing about the junipers in the pale moonlight, / applause erupting like hailstones on a corrugated iron roof.

Hearsay

Hearsay

by Carla Ferreira

They say in Avignon people dance on the bridge / that was either unfinished or fell apart— / no one remembers those folk stories anymore.

A Letter to Nick Ut

A Letter to Nick Ut

by Samantha Storey

Of all the images to come out of Saigon, your photo of the naked girl running toward the camera is the iconic one.

The Spoken World

The Spoken World

by Brett Garcia Rose

Here are the rules: You must begin every sentence or phrase with a vowel. Any word beginning with a consonant is considered high risk and must be preceded without pause by a vowel ending in a higher tonality.

Last Time at the Arch Street Tavern

Last Time at the Arch Street Tavern

by Gail C. DiMaggio

Another Monday in another February and the streets outside / are shiny with sleet, speckled with litter. Everything / diminishes—sumac and elm, Dad’s old Buick. Lust.

The Reincarnation of the Seagull

The Reincarnation of the Seagull

by Lisa Pellegrini

Before he was a seagull / he was the bed of the ocean / its stronghold and place of / penance, a tenderfoot of sorts.

Watching Snow Falling in a Mirror

Watching Snow Falling in a Mirror

by Timothy Walsh

From where I sit, the mirror on the opposite wall / shows the outside world / through the window behind me.

I Keep

I Keep

by Ian Hilgendorf

I doodled your name a thousand times a day. Even before I seen you, I knew you was made like on a potting wheel, formed together by the fires of my womb.

How We Made Gravity About Us

How We Made Gravity About Us

by Matthew J. Robinson

Although we died the moment we met, / we believed we could shun nothingness / by getting married, act as a paradigm / for those just beyond giving up.

The Triumph

The Triumph

by Frank Scozzari

Mowambi was breathing hard, panting like a wild animal, his leathery face wincing in the hot African sun. He had been hit cleanly through the side, the wound causing numbness in his abdomen.

Fireside
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Winner of the 2018 National Book Award in Poetry

2018’s Biggest Adult Book

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The 2018 Pushcart Prize Winners

Winner of the 2018 Man Booker Prize

The Best American Short Stories of 2018

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