Issue 9, summer 2014: new work by Kilby Smith-McGregor, S. D. Chrostowska, Eugene Lim, Thomas Phillips and Jonathan Pappo
Issue 9, summer 2014: new work by Kilby Smith-McGregor, S. D. Chrostowska, Eugene Lim, Thomas Phillips and Jonathan Pappo: featuring Smith-McGregor’s reverie on reproduction in a government forest; Chrostowska’s interrogations of leisure time, living time and shadow life; Lim’s meditation on aesthetics from a future-world fighter; Phillip’s hypnotic quotidian outings; and Pappo’s Coovery-Beckettian projection of our own disturbed world.
5 first lines from the stories:
My husband shook me/ I discovered a severe burn on my hand/ Gary told me the story while we were at the threshold of the arena/ A curious infringement upon the drama enthusiasts who read and write the books, absorb the chitchat in the mornings, afternoons and in the evenings/ Instead, the shoe slips off, as of course and are you serious andthis cannot be fucking happening/
And 5 last lines, in another order:
Reach towards ends meeting – meeting ends/ If the breeze were to blow, it would be a maelstrom/ Gradually this gate of energy began to open/ This death had nothing of the clarity I expected/ I think about my mother’s patience/