weekend reading

In Turpentine, Alia Volz recounts her childhood with an artist mother. It is a short, beautiful story centered around the scent of the turpentine her mother used while painting. "When the muse is gorged and satisfied, it will abandon her body like a used rubber glove, leaving her saggy and deflated, a formless, useless biohazard. My mom … Continue reading weekend reading →

Weekend Reading

The (completely wonderful) Austin based small press, A Strange Object, launched their online magazine (Covered With Fur) this week!!! This is very exciting news. Check out their fiction, Are You Running Away?, by Bess Winter, and their not-fiction, Dear Albert, Dear Allison, by Ander Monson, in this week's issue. Alia Volz's essay, In Any Light, is about a childhood spent … Continue reading Weekend Reading →