Poetry & Fiction

We have maintained a fine record of published poetry in our print issue, selected by poetry editor Joshua Weiner, but in recent years have not been able to spare the space for fiction. With this new web magazine, we are delighted to have room once more for fiction selected by our new fiction editor Joshua Bernstein. Read our submission guidelines here. Please submit poetry and fiction via our online submissions site.

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Fiction

At the Gravesite
by Martin Lindauer
Had I become an academic only to disprove the myth that Jews are only interested in making money, or to confirm the stereotype that Jews are smart? Or did I honestly hope to influence the younger generation?
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Poetry

Furlough
by Barbara Goldberg
"I love to see those tall, lean, muscular men/with their clean-shaven heads and digital" a poem by Barbara Goldberg
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Poetry

Winter Commute
by Joshua Weiner
Dear friend, asleep / upright in a seat / when I boarded the train / goat-stepping over / your legs outstretched / why didn’t I wake you / but instead watched / you sleep. A poem by Joshua Weiner.
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Poetry

Fall to Your Knees and Thank God for Your Eyesight
by Billy Collins
the repeated words / sometimes made me think twice before / whimpering about a bruise on my knee, / or foolishly I would say the line just when she did...
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Fiction

Misty
by Geoff Wyss
A teacher is not one person. A teacher is the many voices he speaks and the quicksilver changes among them: the things he says to administrators and the things he says to parents; the things he says to ninth graders and the very different things he says to juniors; the farce and praise and kowtowing and congratulation, all those necessary notes across the register of human speech. We are whatever we are saying.
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Poetry

Translation depends, not on what must be included, but on what must not be left out
by Marcela Sulak
You enter the country next door from under the stone / Church of the Redeemer / subway exit. No Pork Chinese Restaurant / and Mr. Chicken, flank the avenue / both strictly halal.
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Poetry

The Glittering World
by Arthur Sze
"On a night with a new moon, owls/ called, back and forth, over the house." A poem by Arthur Sze.
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Poetry

Black Coffee at Noon
by Kenneth Fields
"Black coffee at noon with fellow sufferers. / The bleak cups squeak in our hands. So do the chairs..." A poem by Kenneth Fields.
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Fiction

Convoy
by Kyle Larkin
It doesn’t matter if you’re a good soldier; we’ve seen enough burning, mangled truck frames to know that death is completely impersonal here, that these roadside bombs are nothing more than an ominous lottery.
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Poetry & Fiction

The Last Word
by Bryan Hurt
So she bites it, her hand, bites it because she’s read somewhere about the transporting power of pain.
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