Dust off the gramophone, slap on your creepiest record of haunted-house sounds, and prepare to read our one-hundred-twenty-twooth issue in your best Vincent Price voice. With haiku from Tohm Bakelas and Arvilla Fee and verse from Sharon Kennedy-Nolle and Amy Wunders, this selection of bite-sized delights is suitable for even the most discerning trick-or-treater’s candy sack. Space odd-kitty cover art by Mya Woods.
Ah, summer. The tantalizing smell of incinerated frankfurters, the enchanting tingle of mosquito bites, the gentle BLAP-BLAP-BLAAAAAAAAAPPP of the neighbor’s gas-powered weed whacker.
Set the box fan on “Hi,” help yourself to a popsicle, and settle into the hottest days of the year (and, you know, the history of recorded temperature) with issue 121. Contributors include Catherine Kelley, DS Maolalai, Ken Poyner, Greg Schwartz, and Miles Varana. Cover art by Alejandro.
It’s April, gerbils and ladybugs. The fruit trees are flinging their blooms on the floor like temperamental flower girls, the warm breezes are riffling the ostrich feathers on our fancy-ass hats, and the robins are CHOMPING WORMS IN HALF and EATING THEM RAW, according to Emily Dickinson, noted chronicler of bird and bee activities.
Like the season, this issue passes swiftly but leaves a lingering impression of wonders and delights. You can read it cover-to-cover and still have time for a sun-dappled stroll through the botanical gardens. Or a moonlit skulk through a haunted forest, if you are of the nocturnal persuasion. Poem from Paul Hostovsky; haiku by Albert Schlaht and Harrison Fisher; flash by Jim Suruda; cover art by Vivien Krantz.