reviewed by Olivia Wolfgang-Smith
November 3rd, 2014 | 9:00am

In the early 1990s, John Darnielle set “some of his poetry to music, using a guitar hed gotten for a few bucks at a nearby strip mall music store. His idea at the time was that eventually his day job would be ‘poet.’ …Young men have all kinds of crazy ideas about what theyre going to end up doing for a living,” says his website bio. He went on to found the popular folk-rock band, The Mountain Goats. Its fans are drawn to Darnielle’s simple instrumentals and powerful lyrics.

October 31st, 2014 | 5:00am

Issue 08 is here! Read an excerpt from Ian Bassingthwaighte’s story, “ReicheltParachute,” and pick up a copy of Issue 08 today.

His name was Gustave Eiffel, and he built his giant French tower because it was impossible—that is what everyone said—to build something so tall. They said the tower would topple under its own weight. Or the wind would blow, the metal would bend, and the rivets would snap. The tower would plunge into the city. [Click here to read on...]

October 30th, 2014 | 5:00am

Issue 08 is here! Read Mary Jo Salter’s poem, “Bratislava,” and pick up a copy of Issue 08 today.

So I’m still alive and now I’m in Bratislava.
That’s funny. I hadn’t expected to be alive.

A sign in italics nudges us at the station:
Have an amazing time in Bratislava!

That’s funny: a straight-faced wish, offered in English
and then Slovakian, posted above the trash can  [Click here to read on...]

October 29th, 2014 | 5:00am

Issue 08 is here! Read Jonathan Moody’s poem, “Dear 2Pac,” and pick up a copy of Issue 08 today.

I begin with Byron & Tennyson
& watch my students bury
their heads on desks; they rest
easier than the deceased. Dear 2PAC,
it’s me against the world of Indifference. [Click here to read on...]

October 28th, 2014 | 5:00am

Issue 08 is here! Read an excerpt from Sarah Smarsh’s essay, “Death of the Farm Family,” and pick up a copy of Issue 08 today.

It was unlikely that Betty and Jeannie would end up in the country. They’d always moved among cities—Wichita, Chicago, Denver, Dallas—and neighboring small towns. And it was unlikely they’d stay for long. They first hit the road when Betty was a teenager and Jeannie a baby, and by the time Jeannie was in high school they’d changed addresses forty-eight times. In the late 1970s, though, they landed for a good while on a Kansas farm. [Click here to read on...]