Interviews
Interview with Guest Fiction Editor Maureen Bowden
Maureen Bowden in an ex-patriate Liverpudlian living with her musician husband in North Wales, where they try to evade the onslaught of their children and grandchildren. She has had seventy-two poems and short stories accepted for publication.
Fiction
Snow Globe By Valerie Alexander
Soundless thick white flakes tumble past the hotel room window
Fiction
The Coughing Hearse by Nidhi Singh
“Ayn nahn?” I yelled, shaking the man staring out the train window.
Fiction
Lost Memories of Air by Deborah Bailey
I like Grandma better dead. Even when she does things like this.
Fiction
Breaking the Machine by Aaron Emmel
The fugitive stumbled once as the World Walkers closed in from behind.
Fiction
The Popsicle Truck Outside Urgent Care by Tory Hoke
I was out to dinner when the pain slid up the scale from one to three
Fiction
Lost in Story by Stephen Willcott
So much Luis Velasquez had informed me, by way of a note passed under my door during curfew.
Poetry
Poetry Introduction by John C. Mannone
It is John C Mannone's joy to begin serving as the poetry editor for Liquid Imagination.
Poetry
When His Brother Died by Jane Glasser
Narrated by Jane Glasser When his brother died a silent scream— like wind-ripped leaves— swirled to an island across the sea. When his brother died his skin fell off— a wreath at his feet— and his bones danced a jiggy dirge beside an open grave. When his brother died his tears streamed a cataract [...]
Poetry
Surreal Things I Can’t Stand by Bruce Boston
crossing the alps with a happy elephant the beehive in the punchbowl babbage’s engine through the looking glass the collapsible virgin in stark disarray avocados shaped like cell phones the moon-landing in my bathtub the iridescent umbilical of my dead brother Editor’s Note: Cited from Computerhistory.org: Charles Babbage (1791-1871), computer pioneer, designed the first automatic [...]
Poetry
I built you, my automaton, my mechanical lover, from shards of dream, the bronze patina of sorrow and the regret that gears have ground in my soul. I laid the iron skeleton of your form on a table in my laboratory, punched cards that would mimic emotion, so you will quote verse and verity to [...]
Poetry
The Gate of Horn by Megan Arkenberg
When I slept, those rare nights when I did sleep, he carried me to fantastic cities where the nights were carousels of wine and colored light, and the cathedrals had spires of red ice. He showed me ships with masts of bone and sails of tattered skin that sailed to countries unimaginable, where death was [...]
Poetry
Empty Branches and Dust Covered Children by Scott Hicks
Narrated by Scott Hicks Where will all the people go when their wells run dry? For now their journey ends with bottled water and acts of kindness. The poor go without first. Fruit trees bear empty branches. Dust covered children still attend school. One thousand wells have dried up. How many more before migration [...]
Poetry
Dawn yawned the day half-awake. Cardinals jostled the morning, circled the sunflower feeder. The sun pulled itself from treetops limb to limb. It glared at a murder of crows flocking to the aid of a brother disputing with the blue jays. The sky grimaced, a swarm of clouds from the north plotted to hide the [...]