The Literary Journal of the MFA Writing Program at Goddard College
September 2021: Fiona Blundell CNF (Fall 2021) Fiona Blundell is English by birth, French by choice and lives in Massachusetts. Writer, storyteller, dreamer, she is currently working on a novel ‘Low Burns The Candle’ which she will submit as her MFAW thesis at Goddard. Most mornings, she pinches herself to ensure this is not one […]
Continue ReadingOctober 2021: Masha Shukovich Poetry (Fall 2021) The Children of Biafra Pitkin: Masha, it’s great to talk to you. Your poem ‘The Children Of Biafra’ is haunting and moving. Tell us what inspired you to write it. MS: My pleasure. The poem “The Children of Biafra” was inspired by my experience of growing up in […]
Continue ReadingNovember 2021: Cynthia Sharp, Submissions Editor (Fall 2021) Pitkin: Cynthia, thanks so much for joining me today. What is your literary background? CS: I’m a poet, editor and educator who likes to branch into classic and hybrid forms of the arts, both as a writer and a producer. The allure of the publishing world has […]
Continue ReadingTHE PERSONAL ASSISTANT By Robyn Brooks CAST OF CHARACTERS JESSE – Female, 30s, Black ALICE – Female, 40s, Black (Lights up on an office. A meeting has just ended. Jesse and Alice are the only ones left in the room) JESSE (Standing; gathering her things; watching Alice) Alice, do you have a few moments? […]
Continue ReadingO’ Apostrophe (After Keats) by Fiona Blundell O blissful bird, your enchanted song stings my heart; A heart swollen not with — Love, but loss. Acrobat of the vein-thin reeds, your song soars and eases my sores. The once verdant lime on the stagnant pond has hushed its tones to a pale eau de nil, […]
Continue ReadingNumina: A Prologue by Amy Landisman Numina moved through the night air, a shadow weaving up to the edge of the forest. She emerged from the shelter of the pines into the wind, where the granite rock reached out, a jagged edge above the sea. She crossed the rocks, lithe […]
Continue ReadingInfinity by Maria Elizabeth Burns Did you know? That Like the wind through outstretched fingers The reasons to be are the Reasons you, we… I mean to say The way you laugh sends cherry blossoms […]
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