Two Poems by Vi Khi Nao

The eloquent lungs of us twins are piled / upon one another. Mother, your / concealed nipples are the tents that the / feet of our existence step on. / I hope our breathing doesn’t temporarily / upset your evening inside the tumescent / hide. This oblivion. This sublime maternal / gesture. Coming from you... Read More

Editors’ Note: Vestiges_02: Ennui

Free to be anywhere, boredom takes the writer everywhere. Free from apprehension, the writer is no longer pushed to panic by boredom, fumbling to alleviate it. What, then, does one do with this liberty? One not simply does but remembers, and detrimentally... Read More

Four Poems by Ashley David

Difficult to locate, my heart bleeds / while they feed at my breasts. Slice / my tongue twice with a sword. Horses / are hungry, the serpent and moon waning, / volcanic sun socks a line to bread and iron. / Water virgin and a cow with one arm feel / a heart that does... Read More

ВѢДѢТИ by Lital Khaikin

To sink entirely into this dark lung, is all. / As land before footfall, earth rests in silence, un-anticipating and significant. / Endless interiours, expanding one into the next – contains an entire history of emptiness. All the world a magnet... Read More

The Cliff’s Edge by Evan Lavender-Smith

That she will fall from the cliff’s edge. That her son’s sweaty hand will slip from her grasp and her son will fall from the cliff’s edge. That her outstretched fingers will fail to catch onto her daughter’s onesie as her daughter waddles out past the cliff’s edge. That her flabby biceps won’t support her... Read More

Vestiges_02: Ennui Cover & Contributors Preview

Vestiges_02: Ennui will feature work from Pierre Senges, Friederike Mayröcker, Ennio Flaiano, Evan Lavender-Smith, Donald Breckenridge, Ian Dreiblatt, Meghan Lamb, Berit Ellingsen, Patty Yumi Cottrell, K. Thomas Kahn, Iris Moulton, Eugene Lim, Adam McOmber +more... Read More

Editors’ Note: Vestiges_00: Ex-Stasis

Writers are abject beings. Their numbers, like those of cockroaches, are indefinite, and their sight is similarly met with first a grimace of disgust, followed then by scorn. Writing is an art that deals in unwanted gifts, an exercise in the superfluous... Read More

novae by Daniele Bellomi, translated from Italian by Anton Ivanov

could have stayed away from the observation point, never again to say / a word about the shadowed part with no one, evaluating distances with eyes / used to a hypothetical explosion, to precede like one proceeds amongst variables / and cautions, proximity to collapse, tracing again the once combusted edge / of anything seen... Read More

On the Target of Destruction by Tom Regel

In the early 1900’s, a small collective of avant-garde Russian poets began experimenting with a form they called “transrational language,” or “trans-sense language,” or zaum. It posited that poetry needn’t be governed by the arbitrary tyranny of syntax... Read More

Fragments from Gnome by Robert Lunday

When you drive, the landscapes slide sharply through the sides of your face. They fill your cheeks, your temples, they build behind the eyes and ears. Soon they’re ripped by the wind or a gawker’s stare from the back of your head, and you’re again in the landscape... Read More

Vestiges_00: Ex-Stasis Cover & Contributors Preview

Vestiges_00: Ex-Stasis will feature work from Andrei Platonov, Róbert Gál, Louise Black, James Brubaker, Ryan Chang, Tristan Foster, Evelyn Hampton, Sam Kriss, Robert Lunday, Nicola Masciandaro, Rebecca Norton, Alina Popa, Forrest Roth, George Szirtes, Chaulky White +more... Read More

Three Fragments from “Songs About Women” by James Brubaker

Look to the Lowlands and the women there. Banished, all of them, to this neighborhood, this catastrophe of design, this frozen lake of whispers and half-finished thoughts, hidden from view. As you arrive in the Lowlands, don’t ask when or why the place was built. Don’t ask why the houses share no unifying architectural principle... Read More