March 2021 - The Bangalore Review

Editorial

From the Editorial Desk

Editorial Team

Women have played a major role in our sustenance and growth during the last eight years. In our editorial team or in our submissions pile,..

Translations

Grandpa

Julia Lukshina
translated by Anne O. Fisher

Then Grandpa walked in. Tall—he just cleared the lintel—and smiling, undoubtedly well over seventy, but quite strong. He was holding a prickly plaid lap blanket…

Fiction

The Jim Crow Dope

John Vanderslice

“There’s not supposed to be a test,” I said. The man behind the table gave me a skewed look, his mouth turned in a malignant..

Ten

Jeff Thompson

The tears came early that night, something she had expected. She had felt it building all day, a jagged boulder against her chest, sliding deeper..

Land Lore

Karen Lethlean

Alan finds a glade with no overhead branches that might come crashing down if winds blow up. But hard ground, rough with exposed pebbles, frustrates..

TBR Recommends

TBR Recommends – March 2021

Editorial Team

Every month, The Bangalore Review recommends a reading list, also mentioning in brief why each book must be read. This month’s list has been compiled by the Editorial Team.

Poetry

Last night I dreamed my mother was Carl Reiner and I was sad she died

J Brooke

They had nothing in commonbesides being smart New Yorky jews,Carl was a creator and my motheran other… while laughing listeninghis 2000-year-old man spinningin shiny blackness..

Monarch

Jerome Berglund

an ironic name to give a butterfly one gets the distinct impression deposed, have been in the bloodiest of purges in whispers we cheer them on from the shadowy sidelines eagerly..

Dreaming in Blue

Abigail Templeton-Greene

Note: This poem is best viewed on a Desktop Computer with widescreen. The week before he was bornI dreamt only in blue, like paint names the..

What I was like when I came in

Robert Brakeman

I liked the feeling of being knifed to piecesand sent bleeding down a hilllike earth torn in torrential rainsracing through an innocent village I might..

Ragamala

Brian L. Jacobs

I never wanted a homenor a Lotus Sutra I am not a lotus eater a homeis a place to hanghistory floatingin etymologicalsoundfacts a privilegethat is created..

Take Us Ornately Hanging Girls

Laine Cunningham

Take us ornately hanging girls composed of candles and scintillating light, as sacred as bael fruit. It is our wild-born nature to cling to the..

Blue

Stelios Mormoris

Blue light on dark rivers, blue notes floating in veils of wind down chasms of blue canyonswhose denouement issuesinto fields of tiny bluets limning the dawn. I..

Penelope Diaz Ramirez, 31, Bayamon, Puerto Rico, April 13

Subhaga Crystal Bacon

The third in eight days. Penelope, how can a life be reduced to facts,and those so few? And used to compare youwith those who died..

Trapped

Lauren Holgate

I saw a woman peeling an orange at a traffic light and thought of you. She had the orange on top of the steering wheel,a small,..

Creative Non-Fiction

Dance Macabre, 2020

Caleb Coy

In the first week of quarantine my dad started wearing his mask and a tree branch nearly fell on our heads, nearly killing us. It..

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