The Coil editor rounds up the best literary pieces from the indie Internet for you to read this weekend.
There’s a lot of stuff on the Internet to read. Here, let me help you wade through the crap to get to the good stuff. This recurring column features stories, reviews, poems, interviews, essays, and literary whatnot that you might have missed, and you can come back every weekend for new great reads.
“In a wasted time, it’s only when I sleep / that all my senses come awake.” | IMTIAZ DHARKER has an emotional poem, “The Trick,” at The Poetry Archive.
“Honey, I’m just like / the guy in the horror film, / the one who sticks around too long / and tries to save things / when there is no chance.” | WILLIAM TAYLOR, JR., has a sad poem that’s fit for Halloween, “Casualty,” at Red Fez.
“It’s Led Zeppelin’s ‘Whole Lotta Love’ blasting from his father’s tape deck that Sunday afternoon in the garage.” | W. TODD KANEKO has three microfictions at Threadcount.
“When I think I am far enough away I find a rock and sit.” | HILLARY LEFTWICH has a quick flash of religion and self-exploration in “The Final Trumpet” at Heavy Feather Review.
“The airport is also a train depot.” | KATHY FISH has a series of powerful lines about various types of “Terminals” at Lost Balloon.
“‘I believe there are always / words,’ Erin Hoover claims in her poem ‘Reading Sappho’s Fragments’ from her debut collection, Barnburner (Elixir Press, 2018).” | DEVON BALWIT reviews Erin Hoover’s Barnburner at Glass: A Journal of Poetry.
“At first I was afraid the breathing colors / would elude me and the red of the red-billed toucan / would fly into the swallowing trees.” | CAROL BERG has a fascinating poem about the botanical plates of Maria Sibylla Merian, “False Gods and Tree Frogs,” at Tinderbox Poetry Journal.
“Some people believe that the Myers-Briggs questionnaire is the ultimate way to classify personality types.” | ANNE THÉRIAULT continues her fantastic series of historical female badasses (or bad asses) with “Queens of Infamy: Anne Boleyn” at Longreads.
“I wrote an ode to clutter once.” | EMMA BEDDINGTON talks about how there’s more to moving than just sifting through old boxes in “From broken toys to long lost letters: memories and moving house” at The Guardian.
“Every window, every door — ajar / We tend his grave, we wipe him down // In Seoul, I fall out of love, twice over.” | SAEHEE CHO has two great poems at The Journal Petra.