A JOURNAL OF ART + LITERATURE
He’s done the final wall, the highest one, in OPB. The soft sable of the brush he uses gleams brown above the paint’s surface like his wife’s hair above the bathwater. She’ll be discharged from the hospital soon, they’ve told him, maybe as soon as next week
Photo courtesy of unsplash.com WEIRD AS THE WIND I put every organic thing in that basket put parrot feathers (there are three) in a pot to bringback the dead they move with artificial wind I am cold as black wool dyed in that inkpot Iwent on a tangent saying things I should not have said—who... Continue Reading →
Photo courtesy of unsplash.com WE MUST FIGHT GNOSTICISM AT ALL COSTS So Jesus is at Starbucks getting a decaf latte when he notices Atlas over there sporting sweet globe tattoos on his bulging biceps—one featuring northern latitudes, the other southern. At the table with Atlas is Tiamat, a badass dragon running down her forearm. That... Continue Reading →
Photo courtesy of unsplash.com ROLLING BACK STONES You disappear just like that—blackbirds in the elm trees. It was your idea, after all, to get into shape, to start becoming the version of yourself you use in daydreams. We sisters navigate our unpaved road: erosion and dirt in the dark, spitting out bugs that flit into... Continue Reading →
Hi everyone! You may have noticed that things at New South have not been running smoothly for a while. Due to several issues, including institutional defunding, the journal has been on a long hiatus. However, I'm happy to report that New South (and the long-awaited Issue 14.2) will return with the new year. Until then,... Continue Reading →
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