The Sea Sunk Door

The Sea Sunk Door

by Katy E. Ellis

I walk the constellations / like ferries slide the line / from dock to dock / the clockwork of my days . . .

Katy E. Ellis is a poet, freelance writer and teacher through Seattle Arts & Lectures’ WITS (Writers in the Schools) program. Her poetry has appeared in a number of literary journals including Floating Bridge ReviewLiterary MamaCalyx: A Journal of Art and Literature by WomenBorderlands: Texas Poetry Review, and the Canadian journals Grain and Fiddlehead. She is the author of two chapbooks, Urban Animal Expeditions (Dancing Girl Press) and Gravity (Yellow Flag Press). Katy has received grants from the Elizabeth George Foundation and a Centrum Writing Residency through Artist Trust. She has worked as a Public Health—Seattle & King County secretary, an over-excited whale watching tour guide, and a failure of an ESL teacher in Istanbul, Turkey.

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Woman’s Card

Hey, you knew the score / walking out in that dress / I can see all that you’re worth The declining value of spent bodies   cheap metal clanking in the machine . . . . 

Dorothy Bendel is the author of Expatriate (Finishing Line Press). Her work can be found in The RumpusConnotation PressGreen Mountains ReviewMicrochondria II: 42 More Short-Short Stories Collected by Harvard Book Store, and additional publications. She currently lives in Washington, DC, where she writes, teaches, and serves as an editor at Atticus Review.

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About Eckleburg

The Doctor T. J. Eckleburg Review is a print and digital literary journal. We offer original fiction — short stories, short short stories, hybrid—poetry and nonfiction. We also curate The Eckleburg Gallery — visual artwork and intermedia — as well The Groove including first released, original music by The Size Queens. Our archives include emerging and established writers, poets, artists, musicians and performers such as Rick Moody, Cris Mazza, Eurydice, Steve Almond, Stephen Dixon, Moira Egan, David Wagoner, Zach Galifianakis and many more. We run annual print issues, The Eckleburg Reading Series (DC, Baltimore, Chicago, New York….), as well as, the annual Gertrude Stein Award in Fiction with a first prize of $1000 and print publication.

last year, as a lush

Charlotte Covey

  1. start with you: silvered eyes that made me. a violet knee, a sucked neck. heavy

    tongue, a brew made in cauldrons and bedrooms.

  2. maybe i was mania you
    craved. a love potion, quick to fade. read the label: 24 hours only. this spell hungers blood.

  3. i am nothing but a mouth. i drink your salt, your candle wax. i’ll drink anything                you tell me. ll me.

 

Charlotte Covey is from St. Mary’s County, Maryland. Currently, she is an MFA candidate in poetry at the University of Missouri – St. Louis. She has poetry published or forthcoming in journals such as The Normal SchoolSalamander MagazineSlipstreamThe MacGuffin, and Cider Press Review. She is co-editor-in-chief of Milk Journal.

 

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The Doctor T. J. Eckleburg Review is a print and digital literary journal. We offer original fiction — short stories, short short stories, hybrid—poetry and nonfiction. We also curate The Eckleburg Gallery — visual artwork and intermedia — as well The Groove including first released, original music by The Size Queens. Our archives include emerging and established writers, poets, artists, musicians and performers such as Rick Moody, Cris Mazza, Eurydice, Steve Almond, Stephen Dixon, Moira Egan, David Wagoner, Zach Galifianakis and many more. We run annual print issues, The Eckleburg Reading Series (DC, Baltimore, Chicago, New York….), as well as, the annual Gertrude Stein Award in Fiction with a first prize of $1000 and print publication.