The Literary Journal of the Stonecoast MFA
By Gideon Emmanuel A boy asked his mother one night how it is to survive in a country where survival is a furnace & his body like a metal goes through it every time an invisible hand pulls the trigger hard to break life’s rules and…
By Bill Cook I move in the pond, my arms too heavy to lift. I feel the spray from my older sister’s squirt-gun hitting me in the face. She’s fifteen and has a boyfriend before dad puts his foot down. She won’t talk to me about…
by Jenny Hykes Jiang I live in a house of dish clatter, coal smoke, rust-colored salve, plasticine praying hands and sheets bleached with sunlight, smelling of lye. I live in a house of my mother and my mother’s mother and her mother. Their red sea, moon and…
Story by Lyndon Nicholas. Image by Patrick Hendry. Douen I heave it out of me, through the stomach, the intestine, the throat, the mouth. It comes out in waves of fabric covered in stomach fluids, flowing, balling up into a knot on the floor, darkening…
By Rachel Marie Patterson I haul away cedar drawers soaked with mouse urine, scrub the kitchen with mint oil, while my daughters run headlong toward rusted nails. In this house, I dream of deer ticks and stable flies, the back door propped open, miniature blonde heads facedown…
by Ron Riekki My father showed me a photo of bodies hanging, pointed, pointed again, said, That’s us; I didn’t know what he meant. That, he said, would have been us. Except we were here now, the north northern woods of the north so north…
Stonecoast Review is excited to announce Nancy Connors’ poem “To Cigarettes” has been selected to appear in The Pushcart Prize Volume XLVII (2023 edition), scheduled for publication in November. “To Cigarettes” was originally published in Stonecoast Review Issue 14. Congratulations to Nancy Connors on this incredible…
Interview by Linda Mahal Cover photo by Constance Faulk Stonecoast Faculty Member Cara Hoffman is the author of Running, a New York Times Editor’s Choice, an Esquire Magazine Best Book of the Year, and an Autostraddle Best Queer and Feminist Book of the Year. She first received national attention in 2011 with the publication of…
By Ben Boegehold the principle was this to cut away the useless to cast it off to render the fat and cleave the meat from bone the quick from the dead perhaps though truth is not as simple as a butcher’s job maybe we cannot take the mystery…
By Christopher Linforth A stand of cherry blossom trees lined the garden of my childhood home. My parents always said that the explosion of pink had sold them on the house. By the time they split up a few years later, when I was thirteen, disease had…