photography by Kelli Connell
Contributed By: Kelli Connell
photography by Kelli Connell
Return to table of contents for Issue 10 Fall 2016.
When we decided to co-edit an issue of MAYDAY Magazine dedicated to nonfiction, we knew we wanted to see as wide a range as possible. We were particularly interested in work that pushes or blurs the boundaries…
I’m going to stop coming out in the usual I don’t want to offend you way. I’ll tell the next children’s librarian who asks me my husband’s name about the time a cop held my wife against…
I heard my hands were yellow, and in the lines I could feel deeper, like tea I never knew what any of that means if colors have smells then yellow lingered in front of my…
The blurred cypress has its own quiet math as you speed divine with the white tongue of a cloud descending to lick a strip mall. Motion is a means to forget, so that each fluorescent…
Kent Johnson’s right, I think, to agree with Jason Guriel about the importance of the honestly negative review: it matters for (ahem) the Future of the Art that we say what we really think when we write reviews. And Johnson’s right, too, about the source of the glut of reviews laden with overly exuberant praise. […]
Timely the cyclist— the motorcyclist— in pictures and middle voice— an empire of nirvana’s ideology critique…. * Sitting in summer by windows with the fan on, in the year 2000 brand new perceptions are a slow gondola— relatively idle clause, just on the other side of this here. * He throws an onyx, turns on the […]
I’m in Orlando, the magic kingdom of every thing. Magic tricks God out of taking what can’t be remembered As boredom’s least expected twin sister. Please read While listening to Madame Gahndi’s “Yellow Sea.” The magician reveals a piece of you, you didn’t know was there. One of the most beautiful tricks of fall? […]