Fiction Prize

1 Dog, 1 Knife

His movies needed to be more current. Miss Havergam, Terry’s freshman English teacher, gave him this advice.
Poetry Prize

Battleford Gravesite

Tonight the clouds are tall and turquoise. North Battleford along the motel strip.
Fiction

Even Still

They arrive forty-five minutes late in a white pick-up with the word hybrid stenciled across the door in swooping blue letters.

No Man Will Be a Sailor

Cop House

The Resurrectionist

Helen Is Not My Friend Any More

Poetry

Two Poems

I was peeling an onion. A man watched me through the window. The window was built by my ex-wife.

Leda Revisited

The Present, Missing

Doors

Terato

Entry #1: syndical not synecdochal

Two Poems

Missions: then and now

Duties

Piazza with Fountain and Statues

Odonata

Three Poems

Smoke day

Three Poems

Repatriation

Essays

TOP OF THE MUFFIN TO YOU! Or, The Paranoid Style in Arguments Against the Fiction MFA System

Fiction writing MFA programs perennially piss people off.
Interviews

Write What You Want To See Next: An Interview with John McFetridge

This conversation took place in mid-July 2014 on John’s back patio over a few beers. His dog, Luke, assumed guard duty for any crafty raccoons.

Self-Control: An Interview with Marianne Apostolides

I’d never heard of the term ‘sophrosyne,’ which is loosely translated as “self-control” or “self-restraint.”