Into the Void

06/06/2021

New by Jim Trainer: "What all this has to do with middle-age and Art, final days and the raging rants of a hopeless poet is that I’m making deadline but I don’t know why. I’m making Art...and it’s cast out into the fray."

On the first Sunday of every month, Jim Trainer talks no bu****it no filler about the writing life, the working life, and the joys and hardships of being an artist in a world that doesn't care.

15/05/2021

New by Andrew Rihn is the final ever installment of THE PUGILIST: "Boxing is hardly perfect. But it suits me in its stark imperfection, its absence of camouflage. It is a sport which bears little apology, though it may have much to apologize for."

Andrew Rihn's monthly column on the brute poetics of the boxing ring. Wait for the bell and come out swinging!

04/05/2021

Alana Barton Artist is a figurative painter based in Belfast, Northern Ireland. In 2018, ’19 and ’20, she was selected for the Royal Ulster Academy annual exhibition. In 2019 Alana won Northern Ireland Young Artist of the Year and was awarded the SIAP General Arts award.

Visual art by Alana Barton

02/05/2021

New by Jim Trainer: "So ends the decade on the fringe as your correspondent of the interior, working the beat of mental health talking 'no bu****it no filler about the writing life and the joys and hardships of being an artist in a world that doesn’t care.' I drop the canvas and brush and oil and walk out into the void."

On the first Sunday of every month, Jim Trainer talks no bu****it no filler about the writing life, the working life, and the joys and hardships of being an artist in a world that doesn't care.

01/05/2021

Issue #19 is live & it's our biggest issue ever! Read it at the link below or grab your limited print copy while stocks last: https://intothevoidmagazine.com/product/into-the-void-issue-19/

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Issue #19 of Into the Void.

15/04/2021

New by Andrew Rihn: "Marvelous Marvin Hagler...died just over a month ago...In 62 fights spanning 14 years, he’d only been knocked down once—and upon review, it’s clear that knockdown was actually a slip."

Andrew Rihn's monthly column on the brute poetics of the boxing ring. Wait for the bell and come out swinging!

12/04/2021

From the archives: Read this short story by Jeff Ewing in Issue #7.

12/04/2021

From the archives: "Was he lonely? He may have been at one time. But if so, he’d outlived it. If there was any remnant, it was only the trace hunger you feel when you stop yourself from eating your fill. The void is taken up soon enough by something else, and the next time you find you need even less." —Jeff Ewing

Fiction by Jeff Ewing

08/04/2021

Read this poem by David Galloway in our latest issue.

08/04/2021

"we have no compass for this, / the slow yet quick-seething loss, / the decay photo-accelerated, decades / that rotted Rome compressed, fitting / our short spans of attention at the / end of all things"

Poetry by David Galloway

07/04/2021

"Grappling with issues of sexual abuse, sexuality, race, gender and ‘femininity/masculinity,’ I confront deeply embedded social beliefs and values and expose the impact of, and adaptation to, a society that denies its own exclusion, oppression, and exploitation."

Visual art by Caren Jo Shapiro

05/04/2021

Read this poem by Rebecca Faulkner in our latest issue.

05/04/2021

"and the sky was silent as my brother wept. / Thousands among us dissent / but the sun is weary & does not wait. / Gestapo at our throats scream / high treason, perspire in empty / corridors at the knife edge of defeat"

Poetry by Rebecca Faulkner

04/04/2021

New by Jim Trainer: "How’s your epoch? I reckon you’ve been touched by the Final Century and even these last decade blues, whether you’re destitute or dead and gone or in my case only shut in and living the same gamble trying to get these words down as the rains come in and the phone doesn’t ring."

On the first Sunday of every month, Jim Trainer talks no bu****it no filler about the writing life, the working life, and the joys and hardships of being an artist in a world that doesn't care.

02/04/2021

William Reinsch is a figurative painter from Essex, England. Works typically explore themes of anxiety and mortality with more recent works incorporating world-building and surrealist ideas.

Visual art by William Reinsch

01/04/2021

Read this poem by Nathan Tompkins in our latest issue.

01/04/2021

"Take another hit of depression, / inhale the ashes of pain / chiseled into the double helix."

Poetry by Nathan Tompkins

30/03/2021

"My hand was big even for a small eight-year-old hand when it was in perspective next to my crotch. 'Something this big has to come out of there,' I said to my sister, and she nodded wisely, unspeaking."

Fiction by Eloise Lindblom

28/03/2021

Thanks to Tyler Hurst & NewPages.com for reviewing creative nonfiction "She" by Grace Camille from our latest issue. Link to Camille's piece in the comments.

Guest Post by Tyler Hurst. In “She,” published in Issue 18 of Into the Void, author Grace Camille begins with an inventory of the things that the she has chosen to hold onto. Through the memories the objects invoke, we are introduced to the narrator’s own addiction, a need to belong, to be a p...

26/03/2021

Read this poem by Annie Cigic in our latest issue.

26/03/2021

"I keep the curves of her eyes / in the cup of my palms—I tell her to follow / my lines: short, shallow, & burning / —a haphazard of passed-downs. // I fear she will become me—sprawled out / & stripped down to the bone." —Annie Cigic

Poetry by Annie Cigic

25/03/2021

"She tells him about sitting Indian-style on the floor while going through a B**M contract, discussing c**k worship and rope bo***ge as though deliberating the virtues of linguine versus capellini, and wonders if being asked what she likes is what she really likes or if it was that no one had ever done that before."

Creative nonfiction by Grace Camille

24/03/2021

Read this poem by Stanley Rubin in our latest issue.

24/03/2021

"I watch myself in the mirror, / fingers pulling the aging skin / as if picking a penny from a sidewalk, / and I feel Him again, // the dark priest in the mirror." —Stanley Rubin

Poetry by Stan Sanvel Rubin