Whoever thought there’d be a MakeDisneyPay task force?
Philip Roth bio halted by publisher
We lost Larry McMurtry and Beverly Cleary
HarperCollins to acquire HMH Trade
Phantom Tollbooth author Norton Juster has died
Dr. Seuss’s biographer on unpublishing six of his books
Recent Fiction
Silent Night, by Mary Liza Hartong
Winter was still holding onto spring like a child who refuses to leave her blanket at home.
Recent Poetry
Thirteen, by Rebecca Foust
I was thirteen, and there was a boy’s mouth / where my legs met.
Recent CNF
Thank You, Girls!, by Dvora Wolff Rabino
I’m culling needless items from kitchen, baths, and linen closets. I’m curating friendships. Now it’s your turn to go.
On the Diamond Behind Garfield Elementary, Melvin White Proves There Is But One Boog Powell
by Roy Bentley
When Dave Wheeler fielded the hard one-hopper / to short, he fired the ball to Melvin White
Bliss
by Jill Evans
In the cool morning, bright-hot now from his bath, / my child’s child leans into my lap
How Unbecoming
by Katie Tunning
I’m sorry for saying the heat death of the universe / when you asked what comforted me most
Remains
by Maureen Simons
They came back every year to lay flowers at the spot. Two little girls, hand in hand, walked soundlessly up Nora’s driveway.
Candy: A Teenage Gospel
by Tommy Dean
I promised I wouldn’t follow, that I’d have to stay alive, because the people would demand a witness.
For My Siren
by Emily Bornstein
Don’t tell me there isn’t something pretty about you / (don’t tell me you don’t know it).
Promise
by Lynn McGee
I cradle him, big kid curled like an infant, water rocking, / chlorine staunching his vivid knees, belly swollen, / legs blue.
Black Lives Matter
by Wendy Russ
Our message to Black writers: We want to hear your voice. We see you, we know you have things to say, and we want to see submissions from you. Please give us a chance to lift you up. We will actively recruit writers we see out on the internet. If you don’t come to us, we will come to you.
Big Girls Like Us
by Kelly Flynn
Every time I see my father, he asks me if I have lost weight. He has done this since I was a child.
Upper Peninsula
by Andrew Hemmert
If the places you go become you, / you must account for the drive-through / liquor store housed in the old carwash.
Book du jour
by Lee Martin
Open Contests
by Stephen Parrish, with the editors of The Lascaux Review
Lascaux Vol 7
