B O D Y

B O D Y is an international online literary magazine publishing the very best in contemporary poetry and prose. What are you reading?

[B O D Y @bodylit]

B O D Y's art editor Jessica Mensch meets up with Montreal-based artists Sarah Wendt & Pascal Dufaux at their Montréal studio to talk about their recent solo show, Miel du temps, at Musée d’art de Joliette in Quebec. Read their conversation:

https://t.co/9dq9JQ50ZZ

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"The peddler could hardly see the path in front of him, and cursed himself for failing to buy new oil for his lantern. Twice he considered burning what he had left, but he knew these woods, and so did his horse. He was confident they’d make it through."

https://t.co/nlmegm2qUt

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"I take my leave of mother, she gives me / a key, but there is / no key, only her hand stretching out / and the goodbye"

Read three haunting poems by renowned Norwegian writer Rune Christiansen, translated by Jason Gordy Walker

https://t.co/ZeEggZtIfG

[D Charpentier @DCharps]

Check out my two new poems in the Spring Issue of the Prague-based B O D Y literary journal! Thanks to the staff at @b_o_d_y_l_i_t — it’s an absolute honor to see my work in the company of such amazing writers! #poetry #literature #literaryjournals https://t.co/RmuEQZFqNV

[B O D Y @bodylit]

@DCharps Thrilled to have your work in the issue!

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"I read something— / an idea worth noting, / and when I dog-eared the / page it bent easily / along the memory / of the previous crease, / someone else’s moment of / clarity"

Read two excellent new poems by Dean Charpentier (@DCharps) up today at B O D Y

https://t.co/gQISnoNJoT

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"And in the end we are happy only when everything pauses, / and the fullness of the world fits / into the flutter of a curtain in wind"

A new poem by Tereza Riedlbauchova, translated by B O D Y editor @sdelbos

https://t.co/UbSfM7PPRj

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"You say utterance is when word becomes law, is held or holds itself in the air like an accident of heaven."

A new prose poem by Bryan D. Price, up today at B O D Y:

https://t.co/ZlaQSPBKhQ

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"No one knows how much the silverware drawer matters. It rattles in Leah’s mind if it’s left unorganized. She checks it often."

Read "Sorting Silverware," by Amy Madson, an incredibly short story that packs a punch.

https://t.co/BRJSRQ3FKu

#flashfiction #writing #shortstory

[B O D Y @bodylit]

B O D Y editor Chris Crawford reviews three new pamphlets from @DiodeBlue, all by writers from or based in Scotland.

https://t.co/NiU15aQ7XL

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"When I told my mother she has dementia, / she said that of course she’d get dementia / because her mom had Alzheimer’s but // she doesn’t have that yet because she remembers"

Read a devastating new poem by Wendy Wisner:
https://t.co/dMOskpVpNI

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"there is no time for tears, there never is; / no time for breathing deep. / A fit of sadness is like pulling a door that says push, / again and again, into eternity"

A new #poem by Vaishnavi Pusapati, read it here:

https://t.co/ItwIpV7fpu

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"An old man has been blocking my view. / Get out! I shout. He shouts it back. // I open my mouth. He inspects my teeth, / ducks out of view."

Read "An Artist of the Imagined World", a new poem by Kenton K. Yee, as our Spring-Summer Issue continues.

https://t.co/dH4D0ab5Bt

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"He didn’t recognize me, or else pretended not to see me. A neighbour who doesn’t say hello."

New fiction by Katarína Kucbelová, translated by Julia and Peter Sherwood

https://t.co/yDwO7BWs6A

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"The big one was launched at dawn. Doesn't matter / who sent it. Soon there will be others, / enough missiles to blanket the sky. I'm with you now, / under a willow, next to a pond, a crow is perched / on a rock hunting worms."

Read this timely #poem: https://t.co/2uY13CqiqD

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"I know this silence / by heart, willed stillness, rotten // moon pulling itself through / the cavity of window."

Read a new poem by John Pring

https://t.co/kDzlt96uRO

[B O D Y @bodylit]

There was nothing I could have done / about the life I was born into. / It was waiting for me, and I slipped into it / like a man waking up in a dream.

Up today, two new poems by Siegfried Mortkowitz

https://t.co/VjxZMHniZG

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"My sister bought me a “Sucka Free” hoodie in the ‘80s when Yo! MTV Raps was hot. I wore that shirt till the hole under the right arm couldn’t be mended anymore. ... At that time, I really believed I was sucka free ..."

New #flashfiction by Nia Crawford
https://t.co/YgRggxC3rR

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"Geoffrey pulls his hand from his pocket and withdraws the four-inch handle of a switchblade knife. Jason’s face turns ghostly. The American yells and runs out the door, causing his friend to follow."

Read two new short stories by John R. Frame
https://t.co/kNZW8PpFxB

[B O D Y @bodylit]

"Even the curve of a conch shell / goes forever inward to an ending / too small for us to see. I put my ear / to it and hear Do not disturb my circles"

Read a new poem by Andrew Christoforakis as our Spring Issue continues:

https://t.co/sULAR9qPcA