• Poetry

    “Crepuscule” by Daisy Bassen

    Vanity is important as snow,
    As the deer in the yard
    That is covered by snow, unpocked
    With boot-prints. She was more beautiful
    As a fawn. I wanted her to be mine,
    To come every twilight and look at me
    Because we were alike somehow
    And it was worth the risk to stand there,
    Like an India ink etching, a meal for a coyote.
    But I was irrelevant or perhaps deer do not see
    Very well when night is coming,
  • Poetry,  Translation

    Three Poems by Vladimir Gandelsman, Translated by Olga Livshin and Andrew Janco

    MOM, RESURRECTED

     

    Wear your coat. Wear your hat.
    You’ll get sick. Don’t do that.
    Call your mom. Call your mom.
    A storm is coming. A storm.

    Get some bread on the way home.
    Get up. It’s five minutes till. Hello?
    I got you a delicious treat.
    We’ll be able to pay for heat.

    That’s for the holidays. Why did you open it.
    What did you do this time. What did—
    Just go away. Just beat it, all right?
    Daddy and I waited all night.

  • Poetry,  Translation

    “The Author Dedicates These Lines to His Beloved Self” by Vladimir Mayakovsky (translated by Val Vinokur)

    The Author Dedicates These Lines to His Beloved Self

    Heavy.
    Like six blows.
    “Caesar’s unto Caesar––God’s unto God.”
    But where is a guy
    like me
    supposed to go?
    Where is my lair prepared?

    If I were
    still little,
    like the Great Ocean,
    I’d get up on my wavy tiptoes,
    caress the moon with the tide.
    Where can I find a beloved,
    someone just like me?
    She wouldn’t fit into the tiny sky!

    O if only I were penniless!
    Like a billionaire!

  • Events

    LIT 32 Launch May 1st at Boticarios, NYC

    Greetings from all of us at LIT Magazine! We are overjoyed to tell you that we have fresh copies of LIT 32, and we are preparing a celebration to take place next Wednesday.

    Where? Boticarios, 58 E 1st Street, New York City
    When? Wednesday, May 1st at 6pm

    Readers include Diana Goetsch, Peter Spagnuolo, and Rosalind Palermo Stevenson, with more to be announced! Come by at any time for a refreshing drink, a tasty snack,

  • Interviews,  Prose

    An Interview With David Leo Rice

    David Leo Rice is a Brooklyn-based writer whose second novel, ANGEL HOUSE, is due out this June. In this Weird Fiction extravaganza, readers will encounter the Town, a mythic gathering place for spirits floating upon an inland sea. In this strange yet familiar place, two friends come-of-age as they try to turn their ultimate fantasy, a Pretend Movie, into a real film. Meanwhile, a sinister force named Professor Squimbop tries to educate the Town’s children on Death, videotapes open otherworldly portals, and a radio announcer levitates children with the power of his voice.

    LIT Prose Editor Joshua Lemay sat down to talk with David about the book,

  • Prose

    “The Rescue of the Seven Cities of Atlantis: A Diary of the Engineer’s Wife” (part 1) by Alexander Chee

    The Exile’s First Morning

    The city had fled its moorings in the night, to race the clouds that had surrounded it while we slept. Now we float above the beach, the bottom will shave the dune-tops off if we continue on, and of course the subway tunnels are all in danger of filling with sand.

    A boy on the beach, makes from bathing, waves at me when our eyes meet. He rises and walks, shining and wet, stays neatly ahead of our shadow. Our guide.

    In the chapel below me the vicar rides his stone horse in a circle while angels somersault through the air above him,