Three Nigerian writers share their experiences of the literary culture there and here.| The Cincinnati Review
Edgar Garcia on research, collaborative listening, and dreams.| The Cincinnati Review
Sarah Chin's story navigates the sticky terrain of grief.| The Cincinnati Review
Ahead of this year's Visiting Writers Series, we talked to Marianne Chan, Emma Hudelson, and Maggie Su about their plans for the future.| The Cincinnati Review
Clear. Nuclear. Like the Visible Woman in her plexiglass-clear skin once lied to me I wouldn’t grow to be. One button for her heart to light up red. One for the nervy, branching rivers in her head.| The Cincinnati Review
We are pleased to share the entire review feature from Issue 19.1 on the ethics and craft of crime writing, including the following pieces: Destiny O. Birdsong on an episode of Fatal Attraction and portrayals of albinism Tod Goldberg on Elmore Leonard's rules for writing crime fiction, as evi| The Cincinnati Review
In addition to the off-kilter aesthetics and the incredible roster of badass writers, I was struck by just how dedicated and lo-fi Kitty Snacks appeared to be. We know that literary journals often come from a deep place of admiration and love, and to see this piece of literary past is akin to napping under a handmade quilt, hearing an old 45 as it spins, taking a sip of localized, antiquated soda.| The Cincinnati Review
An ekphrastic prose poem that makes the artifact embodied through a narrative.| The Cincinnati Review
A craft essay on how writers can best depict rural America without resorting to "poverty porn."| The Cincinnati Review
A poem that captures that back-to-school feeling and the violence of coming-of-age.| The Cincinnati Review
A book of nonfiction written like a novel, moving with and then past the genre of true crime| The Cincinnati Review
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A family story that takes us millions of light-years away to get a closer view of home.| The Cincinnati Review
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Gabrielle Grace Hogan, writer for Autostraddle and a poet.| The Cincinnati Review
title taken from Tommy Pico’s Nature Poem I walked like a rage into the body of my life, which insisted the end of grief camein the fulfillment of desire, but desire, like loneliness, is a hunger it willcome back I muzzled grief I desired with a desire beyond desireI repeated| The Cincinnati Review
An essay in which the quotidian overlies concerns about women's health| The Cincinnati Review
Lydia did not vacuum the floors or dust the overloaded bookshelves when the men started returning three years later, in small groups of fifty or five hundred at first. She did not stoop below her daughter’s small white desk, now the centerpiece of the family room, to gather up the tiny construction-| The Cincinnati Review
I remember the summer after Chernobyl for its fertility and vibrant colors. Whether it was due to the high levels of radiation blown toward the Crimean Peninsula by the northern winds, as my family speculated later, or to my grandfather’s tireless efforts to turn a cleared patch of clay into a kitch| The Cincinnati Review
Now you need not die again, but still I wish you were here—Katherine Anne Porter, Pale Horse, Pale Rider My nephew is writing a book, he says, about Martin Luther King, Jr. “Now why would you do that?” I asked him. “Pick a topic without so much competition. Who’s going to read your book?” Ask| The Cincinnati Review - Publishing great literature and art since 2003
In this piece by Parker Wilson, we meet an online fitness addict with an unforgettable voice.| The Cincinnati Review - Publishing great literature and art since 2003