My son has a sweet temperament, which means the world will carve him up, make mincemeat of his pinkish ears, serve his slightly meaty legs in a buttery sauce w...
Interviewed by Rachel Wild
Read Andrew Bertaina's nonfiction piece, Advice to My Son
Rachel: Before reading this piece, I’d never heard of the poem Advice to...
Interviewed by Rachel Wild
Read Andrew Bertaina's nonfiction piece, Rules for Writing an Essay
Rachel: I really like your assertion that writers or aspiring ...
Lately, there is a cottage industry booming for writing about writing, which was once considered a bit of a faux pas, a magician revealing his or her secrets. ...
Interviewed by John Haggerty
Read Andrew Bertaina's nonfiction piece, My Daughter and I Discuss God and Puns
John: Your first reaction, when confronted with ...
I watched the half-full moon flying in inky depths of the sky from the comfort of my futon, eager, now that the children were asleep, to leave a faint impressio...
Dear friends,
The editors at the Forge Literary Magazine are pleased to announce our nominations for the 2016 Pushcart Prize. Congratulations to our amazing ...
On one of those rare mornings when I’m alone, not haggling over Cheerios and milk, stuffing kids into coats and hats before haul-assing out the door to drop the...
