The Literary Journal of the Stonecoast MFA
Smoke Out of the Jar Creative Non-Fiction By Nuala O’Connor In my childhood home, difficult things were stored like smoke in a tight- lidded jar. Hurts, ills, and problems were a visible miasma through the glass, but they would sit in…
Sept/ember Poetry By Court Ludwick Morning of the twentieth, there is a universe on my wall. Just kidding it is only a burning square of light. Just kidding it is not quite burning. In the square, there are shadows of swaying leaves. Just kidding I…
The Onion Fiction By Kevin Broccoli The mayonnaise has not been made. As the onion contemplates how long it will be until someone notices that the mayonnaise has not been made, it sees Chef Doyle trying not to cry. Chef Doyle does not cry at work. In…
Stonecoast Student Aliza Dube Wins 2023 Maine Chapbook Series News Stonecoast MFA and the Stonecoast Review congratulate Aliza Dube on selection of her story collection The Dependents as winner of the Maine Writers & Publishers Alliance 2023 Maine Chapbook Series. The Dependents to be published this Fall.…
The Winter 2024 (#20) edition markes our tenth anniversary and continues a legacy of discovering and encouraging new and diverse voices. Forty contributors came together to make this one of our most powerful issues yet. Find Stonecoast Review Issue 20 at local independent bookseller Kelly’s Books…
Poetry By Liam Strong your first time was beneath cherry blossoms queen anne’s lace & purple thistle freshly mown xmas lights burnt & heavy with July your b‑day a harvest lil eye balls distended from their sockets your red wheel barrow flush with pancake & syrup treacles of dew risen from nowhere…
FICTION By William McDonald So, a child is like an investment, you see? First you establish a partnership with your other (spouse, mate, lover, etc.), and then you start saving. And you save and you save until you feel like your partnership has established a…
GENRE FICTION By Sage Tyrtle The actors they’ve hired to play the Thompsons are all wrong. I can see them from my bedroom window, the living room lit up, the curtains open the way they never were when Angie and her family lived there. The…
POETRY By Helena Steel We’re on the phone both of us peel ing apples cut ting out the bruises and rot ten bits. She’s making a pie and me, a cake. A coincident …
DRAMATIC WORK by Ayvaunn Penn CHARACTER NAME, BRIEF DESCRIPTION, AGE, GENDER PROF. BLACK: A Black university educator 35+ Any PROF. WHITE: A White university educator 40+ Any PROF. BENTON: A Latinx university educator 40+ Any PROF. HALLOW: A university educator. Any Race. 40+ Any …