It’s that time of year again! As our summer contest begins, our editorial board has passed on their duties to the next round of elected editors. Before I welcome our new editors, I’d like to thank our outgoing team. Thanks… Continue Reading
By Steven D. Howe As an MFA affiliated magazine, the Blue Mesa Review editorial staff changes with the academic year. This change is part necessity, due to graduations and new writers joining the program, and part choice to encourage new… Continue Reading
In the last few weeks my emotions have been all over the place. At first I was sad. This story is not a new story. They have been killing us without consequence for hundreds of years. Then I began looking… Continue Reading
I’ve heard more times than I’d like about how the call for diversification of submissions for literary magazines is making it harder for white, male, heterosexual (WMH) writers to find homes for their work. As the Nonfiction Editor of Blue… Continue Reading
Some mornings I wake up channeling my favorite movie or book characters. This morning, I woke up feeling very Voila Davis’s character, Aibileen, from The Help. And when I allowed my imagination free reign, this is the message she gave… Continue Reading
For me, a typical writing day looks like this: two hours of generative writing, an hour of revision, and an hour or so of reading. To wrap up a session, I save all the poems in their various stages to… Continue Reading
When I first started reading for BMR, I was blown away by the vast quantity of submissions. The second mind-blowing realization was the vast quality. Then astonishment transformed into disappointment when I realized how few we could actually publish in… Continue Reading
As many of you know, Blue Mesa Review is staffed by the graduate students in the MFA program at the University of New Mexico. Every semester we are assisted by a hardworking and knowledgeable team of undergraduate students who have… Continue Reading
“Mater Dolorosa” by Issue No. 28 Contributor Marc Landas Dear Reader, Some people may know the pleasure of spending a weekday morning doing precisely what I have just finished doing: reading, one after another, a collection of short stories,… Continue Reading
Hello Readers, Twenty-four years ago, five writers met in a small, dusty room to start a literary journal. Sun spilled in through the thin paned windows, animated movements flushed up waves of shining motes, and voices rose to the ceiling… Continue Reading