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Mental Lacuna

Mental Lacuna

Feb 7, 2016 | ,

Where are the words I devoured The English hoard I treasured inside this body soon to be Where are the words I devoured The English hoard I treasured inside this body soon to be ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^and the mind In my youth I^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ the synaesthesia of life...

Tangerine

Tangerine

Feb 7, 2016 | ,

I once kept a tangerine in my purse. I watched it turn leathery, sweet and puckered. Eventually, there was nothing to it at all, just a dried-up husk. I once kept a tangerine in my purse. I watched it turn leathery, sweet and puckered. Eventually, there was nothing to...

SHORTLIST: Cover Art Contest

SHORTLIST: Cover Art Contest

Feb 1, 2016 |

We're excited to announce the shortlist of our first annual Cover Art Contest. With over 300 works of visual art to choose from, judges Amy Friend & Ilene Sova have selected this list by five artists. We're excited to announce the shortlist of Room's first Cover Art...

One Hundred Days of Rain

One Hundred Days of Rain

Jan 16, 2016 | ,

We enter the narrative after the fight, after the authorities are called, after the unnamed protagonist leaves and the rain has started. “She has always liked that,” drums the narrator in a tone which persists as poetically matter-of-fact, at times as bleak as the...

For Your Own Good

For Your Own Good

Jan 16, 2016 | ,

Leah Horlick’s second collection of poetry is a fictionalized autobiography that focuses on a violent lesbian relationship. Leah Horlick’s second collection of poetry, For Your Own Good, is a fictionalized autobiography that focuses on a violent lesbian relationship....

Five Full-Colour Dreams of a Young Marie Curie

Five Full-Colour Dreams of a Young Marie Curie

Dec 17, 2015 | ,

Dream # 1: Diogenes Lights the Lamp “Come, child,” Diogenes takes me by the hand. “Let me show you the way.” His fingers are gnarled and twisted, ancient twigs. Dream # 1: Diogenes Lights the Lamp “Come, child,” Diogenes takes me by the hand. “Let me show you the...

I Can’t Be the Only One

I Can’t Be the Only One

Dec 17, 2015 | ,

who secretly thrilled to Ursula who shared her envy of that underwater voice and wanted nothing more than to throat it. To swallow. To use it however we liked. We, the ones who tried to belt some mournful song but heard just screechy child warbles, nothing sultry. Who...

Ruins of Pompeii, or Ancestry

Ruins of Pompeii, or Ancestry

Dec 17, 2015 | ,

Not whole, the way we know them now, but fragmentary hollow skeletals that seal the human or reveal what it once was. Breath stolen by volcanic gas and corpses dressed in ashes. An imprint of dust upon the body, or the body onto dust. Excavators filled the distance...

Leak

Leak

Dec 16, 2015 | ,

Each word in Leak, Kate Hargreaves’s debut collection of poetry, is deliberate, carefully chosen to test the boundaries of the English language. In Leak, nouns become verbs, verbs become nouns, words shift meaning, and prose flows loosely, free of punctuation. These...

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