ISSUE 2 OUT NOW

After three years of incubating the brilliant work of these 13 writers and artists like some sort of deranged mother hen, we are thrilled to release the latest issue of this lovely lit zine out into the world.

We’ll be publishing this issue’s essays, poems, stories, and more online over the coming weeks and months, but if you are eager to purchase your very own copy, feel free to stop by our store.

Featuring: A. H. Jerriod Avant, Michael Carlisle, Michael J. Carter, Maggie Glover & Isaac Pressnell, Julia Hayes, Davita Joie, Robert James Russell, Leah Schnelbach, Ashley P. Taylor, Caitlin Sanford, Caitlin Thomson, and Beth Wendt.

Featured
Ashley P. Taylor | Dinner Theater
Ashley P. Taylor | Dinner Theater

CAST OF CHARACTERS: two women, one young, one old, both lonely. 
THE TENANT, an aspiring writer in her late twenties who is in New York to study journalism. 
THE LANDLADY, a sixty-year-old former actress who teaches aerobics in the city.

Anza Borrego | Michelle Campagna
Anza Borrego | Michelle Campagna

What sublime fuckery
of the redblood ocotillo

Tomorrow, and All the Rest of Them | Mary Barbour
Tomorrow, and All the Rest of Them | Mary Barbour

Sixty-five degrees and bare arms, her and me, on the stoop. Our spot. Listening to the space in between us, as hard as it was to hear. The sun made us squint and I rubbed it into my skin, for later.

Celestogram of Jupiter | Joey de Jesus
Celestogram of Jupiter | Joey de Jesus

dear glacial
supremacy in the north,
dear murmuring

Never | Li Yun Alvarado
Never | Li Yun Alvarado

On the subway, three perfect
poofs frame flushed cheeks.
Lips pucker, sweet as stolen
fruit snacks. I make the rules

Pietà | Tim Gomez
Pietà | Tim Gomez

I point towards the Foothills in the distance, an expanse of grey reaching toward the blue above, painting the sky an envelope yellow. *That must be fire,* I tell you, and move my hand from the shifter to your knee.

*No, no,* you say. *I think it’s just clouds.*

Reading the Creek | Susan Schorn
Reading the Creek | Susan Schorn

But he has a Border Collie’s mind and obsessions; he oscillates with nervous energy and is burdened with a sense of duty that he, being sheepless, can never quite fulfill. The only time he is at peace is when we walk at the creek.

US 131 | William Derks
US 131 | William Derks

Outside and through the passenger window Theresa noticed the last remnants of neighborhoods, places where an occasional garage light disappeared behind a satellite dish, or a vine- covered fence protected houses from the sight of the highway.

Not a Pretension to Godliness | Aditi Rao
Not a Pretension to Godliness | Aditi Rao

In my country, women are allowed
six or eight arms, as many as we need
on a given day.

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Welcome to the
Black Rabbit Review

Based out of the Black Rabbit, Greenpoint's best and most dimly lit bar, the Black Rabbit Review publishes the most compelling fiction, nonfiction, poetry, art, and ephemera it can find.

The Black Rabbit Review was founded in Brooklyn, New York, by five friends who frequent the Black Rabbit bar and believe in the ability of art to agitate and empower. BRR is edited by Jessica Ankeny, Sean Campbell, Melissa Faliveno, Davi Marra, and Jonathan Walsh, and is proofread by Briana Parker.

About the Bar

The Black Rabbit has been a home for Greenpoint’s wayward, awkward, and best-looking hopeful cynics and jaded dreamers since it opened its doors in 2007. More than a place for drinks and hijinks, the Black Rabbit is a home away from home for locals and wanderers, and many a dedicated regular has spent their glory days, and their darkest days, at its bar. Like life, it’s a place both serious and deadly absurd: for pub talk and rants, diatribes and monologues, for tears both joyful and sad. It’s a safe place for drinkers and reformed drinkers alike, where the wit is dry, the drinks are wet, the fire is warm, and the only thing unwelcome is the unwelcoming cold.


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