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Defenestration: April 2014

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

So. Here were are at last.

It’s time for the April 2014 issue of Defenestration, everyone! Last year Eileen and I took a break from the magazine to rest our fragile bodies and minds. Three months in a chemical bath and several cybernetic upgrades later, we reopened Defenestration to submissions and got back to work. The response was truly humbling. We started getting submissions immediately–and so many were awesome that we ended up holding on to more for consideration than we ever had before. That made choosing the content for this issue a little more difficult than usual, but Eileen and I are professionals and know how to handle these sorts of things. (We never resort to violence, unless that doesn’t work and we’re forced to resort to violence.

“Nerves,” by Michael Estabrook

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

As we get older
we seem to get on each other’s nerves

Two Poems by Carrie McKay

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

Kit contains:
One shaped sponge
Batteries not included
Three pages of caution notes
and small print

[sort] Poems, by Mark Cunningham

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

They shared a moment, but he still got the half with the most cranberries. I said, “You know how good friends can just sit and say nothing,” and she said, “Shut up.” He said the medicine “dissipated tumors beyond belief,” and I hope he’s right, because I don’t believe him. After she started watching zombie movies, she made me take a cold shower before we had sex.

“The Feng Shui of true love,” by Buff Whitman-Bradley

Apr 20th, 2014 | By

No matter how many times
I moved around my inward lamps
And tables and chairs
To please the various
Interior decorators and remodelers
I’d fallen for